Dudey

they ask me am i ok

they ask me if im happy

are they askin me that bcuz of the

shit thats been thrown at me

or am i just a little snappy

and they genuinely care

dudey most of my life its just been me and you there

and i continously stare at pictures of you

i never got to say i love you

as much as i wanted to but i do

yeah i say it now but you cant hear me

what the fuck good does that do me now

but somehow i know your near me

your presence all in drops the presents of to them

two little beautiful boys of yours to try and ease

their minds a little and augy never believe this

but sharonda actually tossed at me now

jesus and everyone else is tryin to pick up the pieces

man how could you touch so many fuckin lives and just leave us

they say greivance has its way of affecting everyone different

if its true how da fuck am i supposed to get over you

difficult as it sounds

Dudey

i dropped a tear in the ground

the day he found it is the day i started missin Deshawn

Holten, it was written it was woven for a soldier to lead

but suddenly got me wide open

i could not take a soul sold open

turn around leave us all heart broken

kno that you said keep going be a man no emotion

its your dudey till we meet again..dudey

Dudey,

thats what we called eac hother

i dont know where it came from

but it just stuck with us

we was always brothers

never thought about eachothers skin colors

till one day we were just

walkin up the block in the summer

it was like 90 degrees i was catchin a sunburn

trying to walk under the trees

just to give me some comfort

im moanin i just want to get home

and i look over and your shirt is off

and im like your gonna fry

your like no i wont

black stupid and black people they got malitonin

in their skin we dont burn meanwhile my face is glowin

and i feel like im on fire

and the entire time your just laughin at me

and snappin at me with your shirt bastard

and i still have to get you back for that shit

and by the way them playboy rings that arthur stole

from you one day finally got em back shit it must

have been atleast sixteen years ago

well i put em in your casket

im movin past it and still aint registered yet

but you can bet your legacy theyll never forget

the motor city mo-town hip hop vette hip hop shot dreads

it dont stop there

yea as difficult as it sounds



Dudey

i dropped a tear in the ground

the day he found it is the day i started missin Deshawn

Holten, it was written it was woven for a soldier to lead

but suddenly got me wide open

i could not take a soul so open

turn around leave us all heart broken

kno that you said keep going be a man no emotion

its your dudey till we meet again..dudey

and this may sound a little strange but imma tell it

i found that jacket that you left at my wedding

i picked it up to smell it

i wrapped it up in plastic

until i put it in glass

and hang it up in the hallway

so i can always look at it

and thats for all of me and D-12

we feel like fuck rat

and feels like our general

just fuckin died on our lap

we shut off all the pages all

our cell numbers are changed

our two ways our inner chats and cats

so we'll have to find a new way

and i know that it feels like the dreams will

die with you today

but the truth is that ross stood here and

you aint purple gang you gotta keep pressing on

dont ever give up your dream dawg

i got love for you all

and dudey its true you brought people together

who never would been in the same room if it

wasnt for you you were the peacemaker dudey

i know sometimes you were moody but you hated

confrontation and surely hated debuting

but you was down for yours whenever it

came to scrappin if it had to happen it

had to happen believe me i know your the

one who taught me how to throw them balls

back at preston from nabbin cars to paintballing

getting arressted there sitting across from

eachother in cells laughin and majestin

they tried to hit us for 5 years for that

no question i guess them hookers and bums who

we shot up didnt show up for court so we got

off on a technicality left sweatin

me you and whats his face

i forgot his fuckin name

shame he even came to your funeral

he betrayed our team

and if i seem him again ima punch him in

the fuckin face

and thats when hailey jane whitney lane

and elanas name i let the pistol bang

just to lick a shot in the air more

important pour some liqour out why dont we

in the parking lot with 54 just before

we was spoused to get in cars to come

see you and smalls

difficult as it sounds

Dudey