Let This Song Cry (Jacka Tribute)

[Intro] I realize that they feeling that certain thing that I'm talking about Let me get more in depth with it cause niggas really come from that shit So I know all the ins and outs and I don't really talk about it but they don't talk about the life You actually live the life to know it so once you hit em with that It ain't nothin you can do with it -- It's more of a gift than anything [Verse 1] It's a gift and a curse his life became a legacy The truth he spit it came from the block That's where us legends be We lost The Mac, Johnny Cash and Pretty Black Staring out the window I'm drinking but no ones like The Jack We went from selling crack we started off from busting gats Ghetto niggas shocking the world into the game of rap You know it's family first The Jack was dopest on the mic And death to that nigga that shot him you took my homies life And I forever cry there's nothing like this pain I feel People tell me control my anger but I just want to kill I just want to peel his face off and let him lose And death will be the only way I'm leaving or it's on that -- [Pre-Hook] Doing 25 cause my nigga was slain We took a loss can't bring him back but you'll remember his name I throw my J up in the sky and throw this K up at his face And we all gone yell The Jacka cause he'll never be replaced [Hook x2] That's why I gotta let this song cry So go on and shed a tear Everything we do is for The Jacka cause I ain't happy here I ain't happy here I ain't happy here Go and shed a tear Jacka I ain't happy here [Verse 2] They say it's death before dishonor His momma was my momma His sisters was my sisters His daughters was my daughters And his son that boy is his twin I'm toting twin cals Everything we do is for the kids So whos your friends now Somebody gotta hold it down Somebody gotta keep the faith Somebody gotta run these streets Revenge is when an AK sprays Fuck what they pay in homage Fuck it I'm just being honest Yesterday I bought me a weapon I bought that dirty llama See em for this drama and trust me I got a fucking grudge Jacka was my brother so trust me I'm down to bust a slug And if I face the judge I'll just have to plead insane Look the jury dead in they eyes And let them see my plain Doing 25 cause my nigga was slain [Pre-Hook/Hook x2] [Verse 3] See I could never bring him back But I promised to strictly keep it mobb Ridin up to 94th and Jack I gotta do my job I gotta bring the pain I'm on the spot where Jack was slain Every little movement I'm reaching I got a perfect game Somebody gotta explain all these questions I'm holding deep inside Actions speaking louder than words There goes that homicide When I ride I'm going for death until my breathes shot The biggest loss we took in the bay since we lost The Mac and Pac Jacka was the dopest alive so we gone keep him active If you catch me smoking a blunt it's filled with Jacka's ashes It got me higher than life I'm down to do my time He always kept it realer than rap We living this life of crime [Pre-Hook/Hook x2] [Outro] I know bruh... I know there's such a thing as haters. There's such thing as niggas who really dont really wanna fuck with niggas funny ass niggas and shit. And I've had to deal with them all. But the best time I've ever had and the best experiences that I've ever had with a person is with real motherfuckers that really showed me love and they ain't had to. You know what I mean? Real nigga that really got real money and really did real shit and experiences it and they showed me the love anyways and they ain't really gotta do it. And I realized they doing this shit because nigga this is what you're supposed to do