[Master P] R-I-P homie, R-I-P [Sons of Funk/Mo B. Dick] How do I say goodbye to what we had The good times that made us laugh outweighed the bad I thought we'd get to see forever But forever's gone away It's so hard to say goodbye to my homies [Master P] Ya'll need to smile for my ghetto heroes nigga So many homies gone, trying to ball till they fall Now I'm left with nothing but old cards and a bunch of pictures on the wall R-I-P tatoos nigga, just to show you that we real But I still can't believe that your dead fool, and how you gotkilled And on your birthday me and my boys visit your grave And I remember when you first got high and the first time you got laid And I'm going through a thing, Kevin nigga, what should I do I never imagined living life without a nigga like you [Sons of Funk/Mo B. Dick]