Till We Meet Again

(Mr. Cheeks) Aiyo my first thoughts was stop when my man left I started drinkin more thinkin of my mans death Then I thought he wouldn't want to see me crumble When he handed me the ball I promised I won't fumble And I won't, stood on the field implore the real These player haters hate so much now they resolve to kill Got your pictures it ain't the same without the laugh I pour liquor in the grass think about the past If there was no one I could speak with I could speak with you You knew all I was into what ive been through They couldn't fuck with us kid we was off da chain Blew the spot up when we came and got inside the game From street cats we brought it to the main stream It was an honor playin with you on the same team Ya namely a very great deal to me Its only right I step it up you kept it real with me (chorus-Stephen Marley) And when that day comes were gonna be like every children And when that day comes everyone is gonna enjoy themselves (Mr. Cheeks) Aiyo im thinkin yous about to come through at any minute Bless your nigga on the track, put some flavor in it Just a thought, im knowin that your not around Can't forget how we did it in and out of town Held it down, maintained, still inside the game Listen ever since you left it hasn't been the same Niggas change, fam lookin at me strange Was goin on with cheeks peeps hating different things No doubt im hearing everything they say He don't live around they way, why should I stay? I play the hook but don't stay understand that Bein on the block ain't bringin my man back Those who know me know me Straight love they show me, they can't hold me in the game Aiyo wassup with oby, maintain In talkin to my lost souls see you when I get there meet you at the crossroads (chorus) And when that day comes is when I get a chance to tell you I love you And when that day comes we gonna be yea yea yea yea (Mr. Cheeks) What went wrong all I know is that my mans one that made my mens strong On my own two I stand on Right along I think about how we were like the bomb Right before we perform let me write a song How you used to do, represents all you knew Aiyo taliek 21 gun salute for you On top of losing you I lost you in the worst way Now that's some shit them niggas killed you on my birthday Open presents nah said my nigga tai dead Celebrating birthdays with that shit in my head Think about the time when we would chill Up in 1 and 2 in back in Richmond Hill Yeah that shit was real, us young niggas growin up Whoever thought we would start bubbling and blowin up But we did, survived it all I wish you did I could speak for all the boyz we miss you kid Chorus till end...