Sometimes
Verse 1: noreaga
Yo i grew up like the regular thug, i think i told you that
My only means of gettin money was to sell the crack
I shot a nigga did a bid nigga all of that
So now i kick back & get paid for raw rap
Nigga 'pone ain't home, not yet (not yet?)
Yo it don't matter cuz we's all on the same set
Me & ??? kick it on the here & there
The really head to tough but the love is there
My pops died on july 3rd, '98
So now a nigga need mad herb
Cuz my pops is here yo he loved his son
Matter of fact my pops the one that showed me a gun
And said "popi, you gotta protect ya moms
Even if that means that you gotta strap up arms"
He used to make me hit the punching bag
My dad, he was a boxer god
And he really was glad yo the boxing the golden glove
He just a thug & i love him yo
So i'ma spread that love...
Chorus (repeat 2x)
Sometimes i wanna cry & pray, sometimes
Sometimes i want channel 8, sometimes
Sometimes i get drunk all god damn day
Sometimes i wanna go back around the way
Sometimes i wanna ride & smoke, sometimes
Sometimes i got money & i still feel broke
Verse 2: musolini
I cock & pop 3 in the air for my niggas not here
Locked it wit me, your legacy live on with me continuously
Tremendously i blow weed deep in my memory
You still breathe, your face show through your seeds
And who know it that you go so quick
We all felt hopeless, through blunt smoke
My pen spittin & i show this
I swore an oath you would notice
I go to lengths with my rap strengths
When i think about my past friends k-rock & d-zo
Primo from the same block as me since we was shorties
The pain & project glory
I get touched it all absorb me like a weed head rush
Keepin the thorough for my passed he-ro, i must
All my peoples street & physical
I still see you featured in my heart sometimes it might wrinkle
Much drinkin when i'm thinkin, its like i feel a hush over the skies
Touched by dead guys speakin...
Chorus (repeat 2x)
Verse 3: noreaga
Yo from biggie smalls to killa b too
??? & 2pac, yo my twin & my pops
Hit-hard todd & smiley, t-bone too
And plus, my nigga raheem, from ???
You know i poured out beer for fernando too
And i still smoke my bogeys in the rest of the crew
Yo ain't nothin changed still play ball the same
I like to cheat a little bit just to run in my game
But y'all niggas ain't here, can't believe this shit
Thought you'd always be here, though we'd always be clique!
But y'all niggas not here no more, it ain't fair no more
Sometimes i get stressed & kick the door
But i maintain still holdin' in the pain
Why my pops had to go, why his kids the same
Mothafuckin mambo, yo i love my dad
I know he probably didn't realize what he had
Chorus (repeat 4x)
