(jus talking this ya'll.........)
this shits worse than loosing a brother or a mother,
mad at you like cause you gave up n went undercover,
???fuck i don't get this shit....???

yo,yo,
this goes out ta my boi jai costello(orig six)"s..ss...sss.
you were proof that bones could break bricks,(yep)
showed me how ta mix, n bitchslap little pricks,(always)
bought me kicks n rolled with cripps,sportin crome clips,
always told me i could be a man without havin ta shot up shit,
at 14 ya gave me a choice a'4/5 or the bitch with a virgin clit,
i asked for both,you laughed n said go titty fuck that fine bitch,
i was threw,U looked at me n said' thats my dawg U grew',
you were my mentor i was the prodigy(you taught me)
so "dawg" here is a short biography (now watch me)

words can't express what you taught me man,
without you i might been killed n stuffed in a trash can,
its hard ta believe your actually gone,(from this earth)
but i'll keep your legacy movin on,(for what its worth)

to anybody that cares is what the title was,(noo..)
1st thought was how could my boi forget his cuz,(wha..tt)
years we rolled,drama unfolds drank smoked n fucked hoes,
damn,i could'nt read anymore my hands/body n heart froze,
my boi's gone can't believe he did this,(damn)
ya always told me bout personal n buissness,
now you close the door n say fuck the witness,
i don't get you jai ,im hurt n seriously pissed,(wow)
your life was bliss compared ta when we was kids,(???)
remember us bein mugged n both gettin broken ribs,
were those memories lost 2 U when U applied ink 2 this paper,
im lossed for words n can't explain this shifty caper......

words can't express what you taught me man,
without you i might been killed n stuffed in a trash can,
its hard ta believe your actually gone,(from this earth)
but i'll keep your legacy movin on,(for what its worth)

now the words in his last letter 2 the world he wrote,
im sick of my life thats why da steels ta my throat,
shit dawg i can't fathom what im reading,
shit,my boi,my dawg my freind ain't breathing,
god im pleading please let this be a bad dream,
but my tears are real,n this pain is so mean,
im tring ta figure out the reasoning behind all this,
but im clueless, im jus comin up with a hypothosis,
you let this life wear n beat you down,
damn"im gonna miss you not bein around",
U did'nt say shit when we was laughin on the phone last week,
168 hours 7 showers, n 1 bullit smoking from heat,
but truthfully dawg i hope your happy in the end,
you deserve that at least, so my regards i'll send,
but you did'nt havta leave this way,
n dawg i'll miss ya,what more can i say.......

words can't express what you taught me man,
without you i might been killed n stuffed in a trash can,
its hard ta believe your actually gone,(from this earth)
but i'll keep your legacy movin on,(for what its worth)

in your last sentence you mentioned me on your way out,
n i dunno how ta act, so im jus gonna get drunk n shout,
peace jai-c ,i'll see ya there 1 day my freind...........................

yo i don't feel like writing anymore,i got a plain ta catch a fueral ta address a casket ta carry , a freind ta lay ta rest......

damn u pretty good wit da story tellin part of rap dawg sry 2 hear bout ya homie guess we all lose sum 1 its tru da good die young not fair but dats life in da streets keep droppin homie peace

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thanks 4 peepin my shit dawg this shit was actually recent 2 ,im typing from my laptop,belee dat ehh,ya da funerals tomorrow,im gettin drunk right now in memory of my boi...chillin on waikiki beach right now,,well stairin at it,,imma go see some bitches...peace

i liked it man. deep n nice. but yea...sorry. nice piece though. i won't rate cos u got my respect dawg. peace

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