Screwed Up Click - A Moment Of Silence lyrics

(feat. H.A.W.K., Lil' Keke)

[H.A.W.K.]

Po' out some liquor, for my nigga J.B.

You lost your brother, but you still got me

Still got Ke', Manny, Shen and C-E-D

And our other brother, A.M.D

Can I please, have a moment of silence

For all my niggaz, that's been lost in violence

And my niggaz, from the Dead End Alliance

From the homies to the hoes, to my old school clients

A reminder, for my kin folk Chris

I really hate, you had to experience this

Sack will be missed, but also Sack will be pissed

If you don't, take care of your shit

To my Grandma, Elouise

To this day, the pain ain't eased

For you I be, and baby girl please believe

What you taught me, I'm teaching my seeds

And I sho', miss my homeboy Skully

I miss my buddy, my nigga use to keep that lovely

I reminisce, about Duke in the lab

And all the times, we use to smoke and laugh

A few words, for my baby for Heather

It's gon get better, your friendship will last forever

Don't ever say never, cause one day you'll be together

We gon make it, through the stormy weather

Can I please, have a moment of truth

To the parents, of the fallen troops

And new recruits, and 21 gun salutes

Y'all kids, are really the truth

One love, for my partner Big James

I love you mayn, I know that you love me the same

Mama Bam, I'ma miss you ma'am

My love, to the Louis Fam'

[Quan x2]

As day comes, and night falls

For the rest of our lives, we'll miss y'all

And even though life most go on, we still mourn

While I'm wishing, y'all were home

[Lil' Keke]

I got a purpose community service, never nervous

Jewelry and cars, it's all material and worthless

I tightened up my game, cause them white folks looking

And they wanna keep tabs, on the grams that I'm cooking

I lost my old man, 'fore we talked like grown men

He died of lung cancer, with them cigarettes and gin

My T. Lady got shook up, they say it's all genetic

The ratio of AIDS, keep rising so pathetic

I'm hurting inside, I'm trying to still keep a smile

Three time felon, because my young life was wild

Six feet deep, that's where them soldiers lay

We done po'd enough liquor, kneel down and pray

When the devil on your back, and he won't let go

Then you go to church Sunday, and you sit front row

I got stabbed in the back, but I kill with kindness

You breathe for a minute, take a moment of silence

[Quan]