I Miss You

[Intro: Caniven] Our father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in Heaven [Bucks] I love this life a whole lot, that's why I just can't stop I take an L to the end, rememinse on these dots Spot on the block, where we used to puff our choc' In the building politicking 'til the Sun made us stop Spliff building to building, me and the God building On making the hood, a better place for the children Got me illing, on how haters come in between You and ya dreams, my son ain't even see eighteen What you know about the I.C. Unit Watching a coma, take away a piece of ya unit You can't feel how I feel unless you been through it This ain't the first time, and damn sure won't be the last That me and my team, gotta feel the streets' wrath As time pass, mine's pass And how long before time decide to grab my ass? And how many times time almost had my ass? But... [Chorus 2X: female singer] I look to Heaven And I know some day that I'll see you My life without ya Has been problems, I miss you [IMF Blue Steele] Son, I never told you this, but I love you a lot We spent time on them corners, spent time on them blocks Wrote rhyme to ya fights, got high in ya hallway With two mom dueces, left mine in ya hallway Ya mom's like to people "Y'all get out of my doorway" We moved, we was oozed off them bottles of O.E Stood there stuck, trying to get it together We broke the Dutch but we still tried to put it together I love you Dutch, I'm still gon' put it together You left us eartly in the game, they put 'em early in the rain Ran up on my nigga, put it early in his brain When I heard, son, it hit me early with the pain But you know, I survived the wars Cuz I still got Canive' and Lord, and we gon' ride for sure But you know, niggas hide they thoughts They put it in they minds, it's lost Contend to hurt themself [Chorus 2X] [Caniven] No named boo, my sister's boyfriend We like kin, well, he was the boss He gave me packs of crack and told me "Get 'em off" She found 'im one morn', in the hallway torched Stretched on the floor, key in the door Few grand in the pocket, had to be a hit We all went out, on some avenge you shit That's when Pop got killed, by accident Straight shots from his own man, god damn Now I'm fifteen, five grand, got plans Get money in Edgemire, Maine, over there But he got killed, getting high on the stairs Now we pour out beers, and say word to you Seen Fatboy and Ty on they way to 42 So I run through Brooklyn, and learn that too Marco Polo, only love to the Boost Heard he got wet right in front of the stoop Low life dude, son was the truth Paints all creased, p-wing Ming Smooth Kwan got killed by a dope fiend That ain't right, I could go all night Dutch got hit on some Blood, gang bang shit Son had no kids, feel like I lost my own child, I raised that kid [Chorus 5X w/ ad-libs]