Gang Starr In Memory Of... lyrics

Mami Mary, Mary Coleman that is
I love you, rest in peace
You still here though
Word up
This goes out to you

Mary Parker, Loretta Randall
Grandfather Bill
Runy Manuel, Robert N'Blangio
Uncle C, Alicia Elon
Giovanni

To my man G O V
I remember how you used to be
You were the illest man alive
Now I'm reading your eulogy

Eyes so serious
You told me hold my head
Pursue this rap shit
And go forward never backwards

While you gripped Tec's tight
And ran niggaz out of town
I ripped up mics
Showin' wack niggaz how to sound

Still your essence was callin'
By two gunshots at close range
Your frame had fallen

Now like a angel you've risen
And you will stay in my heart
And yo, I wish you were still livin'
Word, this is in memory of

Zachary Bro, Cousin Paula
Harry O Fives
(Rest in peace)
Yeah, Sam O, 183rd
Joshua Faust
(Rest in peace)
Brian Brown y'all, yeah

To my man Brian B
I remember how you used to be
You were the flyest in the club
With three bitches doin' rub-a-dub

You was the pimp of all panderers
GQ, Johnny Presley
Fuckin' up the elegances
So many hookers on your schedule

Slammin' Cadillac doors
And smackin' whores on the regular
You used to boost, the slickest of suits
Climbin' through the back windows
On the bus you was ill, Dukes

Until that chick you vicked
For the Cutlass
Started snillz-niffin' ki-daine
And went to cut cha

That freak shanked you
Six times in your sleep
I wish you was here
'Cause your philosophy was mad deep
Yeah, this is in memory of


Keith 'Cowboy', Scott La Rock
Prince Messiah
(Rest in peace)
Buffy, the Human Beatbox y'know
Tupac Shakur
(Rest in peace)

Pinkhouse, Sub Roc
O G Boo Bang, salute
(Rest in peace)
Seagram's, Killa Black from Mobb Deep
Biggie Smalls, yeah, rest in peace
Lance Owens y'all

To all my brothers doin' time
Whether or not you did the crime
You know the system is devised
To keep you deaf, dumb and blind

Like Scarface said
"Them cats are smart
In order for things to change
We must all play a part"

It's easy for us to blame society
But now it's way too late
And we must take responsibility
To all my brothers in the streets
I know you feel you gotta hustle
'Cause your peeps gotta eat

Makin' moves right and exact
Don't wanna see you layin' flat
Don't wanna see ya catch a bullet black
If we don't build we'll be destroyed
That's the challenge we face
In this race of poor and unemployed

Freud, a philosopher, but I'm a realist
So philosophize this
Without love, we won't exist
To those who passed out there
In the deserts and the jungles
With pain on their shoulders and heavy bundles

I pray each one will ascend
To new heights and new enlightenment
And this is why I'm writin' it
Yeah, this is in memory of

Linnet Grinnich, Cookie Murray
Yeah
(Rest in peace)
Ross, Laverne La La Eyelif
John Hood
(Rest in peace)
Kevin Fredricks, Donny Charles

Leslie Clark and Will Clark
(Rest in peace)
Tommy Saunders, Princess Di
Don Clark, Betty Shabazz
(Rest in peace)
This is in memory of
(Rest in peace)