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Ice-t lyrics Dear Homie lyrics (feat. Hen-Gee) [Hen-Gee] Dear Homie, whats the hap, since your up in the sky With God by your side Homie what's it like I know your bein' treated right No more worries Plus you're bein heard G I guess you know niggaz is still trippin I don't know why, they see a future in it We're headed for self-destruction Can't function Only thing I can do is pray And thank God, for another day Yes Homie, it's rough down here. I gotta watch my back Cos it's hard being black If it ain't the other It's my own colour Tryin to work me Tryin to hurt me Ain't no L-O-V-E Please tell me why, Dear Homie [Ice-T] Dear Homie, gang-bangin ain't joke And I'm lookin over ya loc Always knew there was fools out to get me I didn't even hear the gunshots till after the slugs hit me I grabbed for my chest and my neck, hopin When my head hit the ground my skull busted open You used to ask for my advice Well Dear Homie, dyin ain't nothin nice And the place I'm at is overpacked With young blacks who crash crack and gats I can only pray You don't come this way You gotta stay alive, you got a kid G I feel ya partner but I worry alot Bust shots I know you're tryin' to comfort me But I don't want no company, Homie [Hen-Gee] Dear Homie, even though you're gone I still fell your presence Sometimes I can sleep Cos I just can't see Reality like it really should be seen I still reminisce on how we used to kick it Strollin' the yard, just hangin' out together Down for whatever, whenever And now I'm hopin, you're seeing a true friend in me we where meant to be [Ice-T] Dear Homie, you used to call me O.G. Now ya really gotta look up to me Cos the place I'm at, is way high in the sky I didn't want to die But the life I lived was just to reckless Too many bad marks on God's checklist And many many brothers will go out Just tryin to get that hard-core street clout But a street reps final test, is when you're lying in a coffin with you're hands folded on your chest. Then ya hear the girls cry Then ya hear the brothers lie Talkin' about how down you was Then the next week the back on the street, they cold forgot ya cuz'. Don't wanna see ya on your back, So for me stay sucka free, cos you don't need that, Homie. Dear Homie... Dear Homie... Ya know I miss ya Homie... Other Ice-t lyrics: Freedom of Speech lyrics The Girl Tried to Kill Me lyrics Hit the Deck lyrics The Hunted Child lyrics The Iceberg lyrics Lethal Weapon lyrics Peel Their Caps Back lyrics You Played Yourself lyrics Shut Up, Be Happy lyrics This One's For Me lyrics 99 Problems lyrics Addicted to Danger lyrics I Ain't New Ta This lyrics G Style lyrics Gotta Lotta Love lyrics Home Invasion lyrics That's How I'm Livin lyrics Ice M.F. T lyrics It's On lyrics Message To The Soldier lyrics Body Count lyrics Bitches 2 lyrics Fried Chicken lyrics Mic Contract lyrics Ed lyrics Escape From The Killing Fields lyrics Fly By lyrics First Impression lyrics Lifestyles Of The Rich And Infamous lyrics Midnight lyrics Mind Over Matter lyrics New Jack Hustler lyrics O.G. Original Gangster lyrics Prepared To Die lyrics Pulse of the Rhyme lyrics Straight Up Nigga lyrics The House lyrics The Tower lyrics Ziplock lyrics Drama lyrics Heartbeat lyrics Grand Larceny lyrics L.G.B.N.A.F. lyrics Personal lyrics Power lyrics I'm Your Pusher lyrics High Rollers lyrics Radio Suckers lyrics Cramp Your Style lyrics Forced to Do Dirt lyrics How Does it Feel lyrics I Must Stand lyrics Inside of a Gangsta lyrics Make the Loot Loop lyrics Pimp Anthem lyrics Rap Games Hijacked lyrics Return of the Real lyrics The 5th lyrics The Lane lyrics They Want Me Back In lyrics Where the Shit Goes Down lyrics Intro lyrics 6'n The Mornin' lyrics Make it Funky lyrics Somebody Gotta Do It (Pimpin' Ain't Easy!!!) lyrics 409 lyrics I Love Ladies lyrics Sex lyrics Pain lyrics Squeeze the Trigger lyrics 7th Deadly Sin (Intro) lyrics Don't Hate The Playa lyrics Check Your Game lyrics Get Your Moneyman lyrics NY, NY lyrics Valuable Game lyrics Eye Of The Storm lyrics Always Wanted To Be A Ho lyrics Fuck It lyrics CJ Mac Interlude lyrics Retaliation lyrics Threat Interlude lyrics Check Your Heart lyrics Sondoobiest Interlude lyrics Common Sense lyrics God Forgive Me lyrics Ice's Exodus lyrics Reckless (12") lyrics Depths of Hell lyrics Colors lyrics Pimpin' Ain't Easy (Godfather Theme) lyrics |