Tekst :

Let me tell ya a little story
Bout my homeboy Ed
Use to drink every day
Straight 40 s to the head
You try to snap on him
He d ask what you said
You still try to break
He d start given up lead
Love to gamble
On one knee he stayed
Tryin to hit seven
on one knee he stayed
Worked tees and weights
So he always got paid
Blew on the hoes
Every dollar he made
Crazy friends, crazy friends he had
Superfly drobe, super dope pad
Cars for your ass
and I m talkin class
Benz s and better
With his name on the dash
One night he got drunk
And started drivin real fast...

Ed s dead

Look at all these m.c s tryin to get dap,
But all they get; a peeled back dome cap.
I m not the one to be havin that shit,
All the punk niggas better bow down and submit.
Niggas don t know how to keep it...

I ll open up my head awhile
Its been dead for years
Must have been a victim of my peers
One is for my happiness
The other for my health
The last is something bigger than myself

I ain t the only one to say

I m talking to myself again
I ll just start a fight
Nobody can...

Atom-smashers in the cocktail lounge tonight
Opera singers in the graveyard keeping time
And the DJ mixes them all
And the music rhymes but it crawls
And the music comes from hydrogen bombs
Rock bands died when amateurs won
Data in a hurry, using...

First felt the under-toe a few days ago
Like a rug pulled out from under me
How do you lock eyes with someone who is invisible?
The only thing I know for sure is this peace

I m staring into the sky
Running hard, I start to cry

I m on top of the world
Seeing for...

Never been closer to heaven
Never been further away
Never been closer to heaven
Never beenfurther away

Give me hope
Give me all your love
Tell me now
You`re coming homa tonight
Have some faith
In the love we share...