B. Gizzle

So Much Death

B. Gizzle


Every day I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young 
Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun 
Teach me man to man things bout the game 
Let me know always let em hang be bout my change 
Never thought that come closee to home I was wrong 
Never that my daddy was going away I was wrong 
Him and my momma went through they little stages 
Always fight threw em out and made him walk the streets 
But it was alright 
Cause I knew he would be back tommorrow with the sorrow 
She would take the frown away let him stay 
All he wanted me to do was to be cool stay in school 
But the dude that I hanged with rearranged the whole attitude 
When he died I start hustlin' to get paid 
I did the opposite I know you turnin' in your grave 
When I pray I know you hear me at night 
It ain't right but I ain't white 
And all I got is the street life 
I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise me this way 
Don't be mad we'll talk about when I come one day 
Untill we meet I'll keep your name on the streets 
>From son to dad I love you rest in peace 

Chorus 
So much death up on the city streets 
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace 

Verse 2 
I never understood life and how I got here 
I just live and try to learn till it's my time to disappear 
And see really where my homies at on the other side 
Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie 
Make believe I ain't gone belive till I see 
Is there really a heaven for a true G' 
If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it, 
My daddy made it, they was real but got player hated 
Pimp your gone but your spirit ain't my nigga 
You remembered as a legend couldn't nobody out rock it 
You made that style that these rookies tryin' to imitate 
They fake as fake I'm here to put them in they place 
The one only pimp one gone stop tryin' to be him 
And I got a glock with seventeen for that dog pimp 
Ester did Hec cause she took Kin I'm took her 
When you get that he gone stomp you 
And when I get there we gone jump you 
Otis from the thirteenth bit the dust 
It's a must we strap up and retaliate in a rush 
Bust flush that beef like shit 
Spend that bin just hit and hit till start the click 
Sterling lived a soldier died a soldier 
Had respect for knockin' heads clean off the shoulder 
>From the magnolia 
All the players from that U.P.T. 
1,2,3 that truth to the game rest in peace 

Chorus 
So much death up on the city streets 
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace 

Verse 3 
Pay attention to this song 
Once your gone your gone 
It ain't no comin' back once your home your home 
Every day I hit the door my momma preachin' to me 
Doogie stop runin' the streets son do it for me 
She know I'm bout money strictly about ballin' 
The life your livin' I hope your daddy ain't callin' 
That things I go throught I think restin' is best 
I'm chillin' while I'm in flesh but I'll be happy when I rest 
I got people to see, people to meet, people to greet 
Just peep what the other world got for me 
Is it joy like they see or nothing at all 
I'm ball till I fall with my back against the wall 
Chillin' on the block till the man come get me 
Mark Fuller is a chillin' spot cause I bringin' blunts with me 

Chorus 
So much death up on the city streets 
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace 
So much death up on the city streets 
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace