[Intro: Shyheim]
And then.. and then.. and then..
I miss y`all
And then.. and then.. and then..
I really loved y`all
Always will, never forget y`all
And then you`re gone.. After All These Years
[Shyheim]
I woke up in the coffin, and started coughin`
I pushed the pine box top right the fuck open
Dirt surroundin` me, I dug `til my nails was bleedin`
Six-feet up, I bust out the ground, now I`m breathin` (AHdH!)
Standin` on two feet in the middle of the cemetary
Where all my family and homeboys is buried
I hopped the gate but first I paid my respects
Ran up to a car mirror, bugged out when I reflect
No holes in my head, no holes in my chest
Is this Life After Death?
I thought for a sec`, and I wondered
Checked my pocket I found a blunt
And a piece of paper with Tupac and Biggie`s number
I called `em and Big L picked up the phone
He said `Freaky Tah here` I said `Put my nigga on`
We called Pun on 3 way, Mausberg was with Eazy
I told `em niggaz, `Yo y`all live through me`
`And I`ma keep hip hop and bop in your memory`
One love y`all, rest in peace Aaliyah
[Chorus: samples]
And then you`re gone.. After All These Years
And then.. and then.. and then you`re gone.. After All These Years
And then.. and then.. and then you`re gone.. After All These Years
I still need your love
And then..
[Shyheim]
I smoked a blunt and bumped my album
It started to dwell, the rap game wont be the same without you L
I`ma mourn you and stay thuggin` `til I join you
Wanted to snatch you out the casket when I saw you
Resting in peace-fully, just lying there in your blue Gucci wear
Rockin` ya Cardiers, I`m like `Damn why they hit my man?`
Ready to air somethin` out like a fuckin` fan
My head I shook, signed my name in the book (uh-huh)
I ain`t care who look (uh-huh), I dropped tears
Jumped in the truck, threw on Sam Cook
Every time I bounce a ball I`m walkin` through the park
I can`t help it, I gotta think about Sandy Brock
Every time I get jig, I`ma think of Pooh
Everytime I think of Sax is when I argue
I think of Grandma a lot, I think of Grandpa a lot
I think of Twin a lot, aiyo I miss `em a lot, for real
[Chorus]
[Shyheim]
The world`ll keep movin` even when my heart stop
My niggaz won`t let my spirit die on my block
Spray-paintin` my name on the wall with RIP on top
11/14 `til the day I drop
But I`m not leavin` without my crazy ass ways
Beautiful memories and cold rainy days
I swear, I wish that bullet was a blank
So before I thank my family and friends, I`d like to thank
My mom first of all, you my true best friend
Lord, I hope my Devil leads to her to help her pick up again
And I`d like to thank my fam, no-one compares to y`all
I`d like to thank my squad, I`d like to thank the Gods
Ton of y`all I say hello to my boo
I gotta thank 27, gotta thank the Wu
So my time is tickin` and I`m gaspin` for breath
Killah Kane When You Come Home you can keep the rest
Goodbye
[Chorus]
