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R.I.P Todd Burrows Lyrics - Artist : Kerser
Hold the tears back nows the time for you to get away end of day
We all know that you be in that better place Member you was 12 me and boobs would get our drink on You was in the garage asking us if we could spit songs I think on I think even further back And even not so long ago you flipped when you heard the track That I pressed record but still it ain't about Scott Just wanted to let you know that man I swear to God it meant alot We rep st Andrews you was there and you was down too Now it's fucked up cause now they say it's where they found you it's not even right That some gronk with a knife wouldn't drop it and fight now it's cost you your life nah Keep your head up up in heavens where you now live Want to let you know we sent your fam some flowers your presence had effect on everyone remembers you So I sip my drink your still on earth we just pretend it's true Bullshit dramas They say it's over two cans Someone pulled a knife they tried to be a big man It ain't the same but so many feel ya pain Written down in sentence man I don't know what to say You said you played my shit atleast like fifteen times a day I swear to God when you said that I got goosebumps and walked away I wasn't being rude I hope you never thought I was You know I wasn't lad I was shocked and had to walk it off They tell me you was even scribblin' down your own rhymes I heard ya dad found out about ya different phone lines It's fucked up it not fair is God there With much love We got there It's not rare Lad he took you cause he picked you out of who you are As much as people miss ya man he musta needed ya You was younger but I had the chance to meet ya man Light my spliffs hit my drink untill we ever meet again Ain't spitten no hard rhymes Night time your star shines It ain't eazy but I guess it's a hard life Wish you knew the impact That you really did have Your up there looking down feet up now sit back This that Dedication that is write for you Kick back relax for you to listen to your boys keep telling me that you looked up to my rhymes and honestly it shouldn't but it really fucks with my mind So the least I can do Is release this for you And play it so fucking loud that the speakers will blew As I reach for a brew And now I'm speaking to you I'll state the obvious You really leaving to soon Your killers will get karma Yip twice as harder Tod Burrows jr named after ya father From the west to east they may respect and speak Dedication real rhymes lad rest in peace |
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