This walk involves a place thats pitch black when its dark
The environment alone will send a chill though your heart
The feeling here's the same cuz everyone stuck in a coffin
Death diagnosed by AIDS others plucked by loftons
Even brave-hearted niggaz got graveyarded
Even mommy's dearest child became dearly departed
Clearly it's horror, lookin at the names I recognize on graves
Nicole Giles I see to the left
She got shot in the face by a jealous boyfriend
Dumb nigga shot a broad
For that young blood, you probably burn in hell's blaze
Cowboy here too, heard he died in the system
I don't feel sorry for that nigga, he killed Dennis and children
Burnt the man's crib down wit gasoline fromthe kitchen
After a few years bidden
Heard a white boy killed him
Ice picked him
E.J. died bullshittin
Playin Russian Roulette at a party out Park Place
Shoulda passed the gun anyway
One muffled his face
Half a week in the hospital, dead in the brain
Watched his whole family cry while he was plugged to machines
I was to young to understand why we do these things
Griff got murdered in his sleep, I wonder what he was dreamin'
We was in juvenile together, earned a pass for the weekend
Did'nt even get to see Sunday, mistaken I.D.
Was the shit that left my comrade leakin'
Still strollin' through the grave yard, Who else do I know?
Who else got bodied over bullshit?
Who else is a ghost?
My Uncle Rick, my momma's baby brother, police shot em in the throat
Killed his newly wedded wife too, fucked up way to go
Shampoo used to floss the most, his cars used to cost the most
Got merked out Columbian style now all that ghost
It's always the good one's that here (the graveyard)
Ask Trevon's mom
He went to church on the weekends
Ran track wit Ron
Stupid ass niggaz let Von play wit a loaded gun
Then he left my lil nigga over and done
So many good niggaz died over nothing
Red in the stolen whip
Could'nt control the stick got chased by the pigs
Crashed on the bridge
The impact snapped his neck back, smashed in his wig
So many good niggaz became casket kidz
Thats how it is where we live
In our graveyard we shed our tears
This is your last stop on Earth
You ain't shit once they cover you wit rocks and dirt
And the maggots use your body to quence they thirst
The shit get worst
Nigga killed himself in the cage
Cuz he fucked a faggot and learned that the punk had AIDS
C.O.'s found him hung in his cell
The next day he had that hard on the yard but niggaz knew he was gay but hey
Fuck him life goes on
Imagine being locked up when you lose your moms
My nigga Tony Scott did
I wonder how he stayed strong
When your brother locked wit you and your mother is gone
Life is wrong
A 3 year old girl nigga
She got shot in her dome, never got to see the world
That was out Berkley, back in '96
Squirrle got blamed for it
We ain't seen him since
He in the pen wit 36 years nigga
He said he did'nt pull the trigger
But the judge don't care
While I'm here
I gotta holla at T-love and Trell
Your lil brother wanna know is there a heaven or hell
Life is real death is harsh
It's fucked up the world never got to hear Gushi, Squell, or Quash
But the Bad News niggaz still quote they bars
The realest shit I ever wrote
Welcome to the Graveyard

Only us gangsta niggaz can hear the graveyard talk
Cuz we the one's that take them late nite graveyard walks
Take henny to the dome
Shed tears on tombstones
For my niggaz thats gone and can't get back home

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