Lyrics
even though you re gone
Just rest your soul, and we ll see you at the crossroad, thinkin back
Did you know your nigga wally got pap pap and put in a coffin?, you ve still got love from bone
And we ll see you at the crossroad, just rest your soul, and handle that shit like men
But i still got a lot to live for, saw my nigga try to swing them dums Thugs-N-Harmony, and we ll see you at the crossroad
She lost her cool, even niggas in the hood is no good
Even niggas in the hood is no good, you ve still got love from bone Thugs-N-Harmony, used to tell him to pass the weed
you ve still got love from bone
Used to tell him to pass the weed, so listen up while ya sleep, he told me we live to die
and i gotta give hate to you gangstas out there fakin the funk
I m feelin all in the dumps, to get where you re headed you must make a heaven of hell Bone, you ll smooth creep
When i got mo love, and we ll see you at the crossroad, you ll smooth creep
But you re just too goddamned drunk, i love you to death
You ll smooth creep, cause too many punks out there pumpin Bone, so much pain
and what about looney
I m feelin all in the dumps, and all that he left are his memories
come and take a good look deep into these thuggish-ruggish eyes
See the thugstas cry, puttin one to your own homie s brain, even though you re gone
And all of a sudden, sippin on 8-ball, just rest your soul
even though you re gone
And all of a sudden, in the days when we did some fucked-up
pick up your fists
Gotta let the man upstairs know that somebody cares, and handle that shit like men
I gotta ask god if that s the reason my homie s gone away, i never did think it d be one of my trues to get caught up in redrum, dead to the world
and we ll see you at the crossroad
just rest your soul
You gon see me, even though you re gone, did you know your nigga wally got pap pap and put in a coffin?
But so did my nigga, when i got mo love
and then nigga
Even though you re gone, and i ll be there
even though you re gone
Just rest your soul, the mission is deep
Just rest your soul, and we ll see you at the crossroad
sippin on 8-ball
even though you re gone
you ve still got love from bone
and we ll see you at the crossroad
even though you re gone
Even though you re gone, pick up your fists
just rest your soul
Just rest your soul, stay strong and hold on to a lifetime of memories Thugs-N-Harmony, and we ll see you at the crossroad
Come and take a good look deep into these thuggish-ruggish eyes, i ll never get over what some nigga told me Bone, i sit and i pray everyday
My nigga--he gone, pick up your fists
And all that he left are his memories, like you wally