Letras
What up, y'all? DJ Premier
I'm gonna salute the fallen legends
Right about now, let's do a roll call
Dr. Jeckyll a.k.a Andre Harrell, Chris Lighty, Ms. Melodie
Buff Love of The Fat Boys, Prince Markie Dee of the Fat Boys
Malik B., Philly, Chyskillz of Onyx, Tim Dog
Gift of Gab of Blackalicious, Gonzoe of Kausion, MC Trouble
Mixmaster Spade, Compton, Keef Cowboy of the Furious Five, Dot-A-Rock of the Fantastic Romantic Five MCs
DJ AJ, DJ CrazyToones, DJ Train
DJ Pam the Funkstress of the Coup, DJ Roc Raida, DJ Spinbad
Big Pokey, Party Arty, Double K
A.W.O.L, Pumpkin Bedward, Eyedea
Capital STEEZ, Jimmy Splicer, Rammellzee
Too Poetic, Killa Sha, Q.B
Snake Puppy, Pumpkinhead P.H, Shabba Doo
Fred the Godson, Chris Kelly of the legendary Kris Kross
We're not done, we got more
Yo, Noble, take it from here
Let's go
There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can express how I feel
Even though I act crazy
Go in the ash trays, spark the weed up
My alias Kadafi they call me Hussein Fatal
It's a two-game table
Scott La Rock died tryna break up a fight
They caught my nigga Pac through the door at the light
They hit B.I.G, through the door at the light
Was that a coincidence? Or two planned hits?
My brother Yaki Kadafi took one in his face
By somebody he knew, stretch in the Project hallway
Fatal car flipped, he got ejected out the front windshield
Broke most of his bones and his neck
Sean Price, and Big Syke
My niggas died in they sleep since Big Pun
I been more health conscious of what I eat
Be cautious out in these streets
These niggas are straight haters
Mob In Peace Jacka
I pray Allah made his grave spacious
They got Nip right in front of his store
We still sheddin' Tattoo Tears galore
Like The Good Die Young, they so much more to accomplish