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(feat. Malik) [Chorus: Audioslave "Like a Stone" sample] To a place, I recall I was there so, long ago [Intro: Mowie Kei] What we have done for ourselves alone will die with us What we have done for others and for the world remains and is immortal [G-Clef Da Mad Komposa:] Dear Weldon, you told me ya reason for rhyming was only to reach the children But now that you gone I pick my mic back up and carry on Your mission even though you didn't rhyme with precision It's my decision to perpetuate your vision And now I'll never rhyme the same I'll always have a message and no matter the temptation I won't misuse my blessing manifesting The truth in a positive light and spread knowledge Spark domes and infuse the wisdom within my poems Nobody knows why you went out like you did But that's in the past and now we just gotta try to live Without you, but you affected so many heads We relied upon you never once imagining you'd be dead I heard you left a note saying learn from my fall But how can I learn from what I don't know and can't call SongtexteI'd rather remember you as a war-torn soldier in your prime Who took his own bullet and just went out before his time [Chorus x2] [Hook: Mos Def from Black Star "What's Beef? " sample] Weldon Irv' not bein here with me When a soldier ends his life with his own gun Beef is tryin' to figure out what to tell his son [DJ Premier sample "Eulogy":] "Weldon Irvine, rest in peace" [Malik Kahaar Ali] Yo Weldon, if you was here you'd probably say So many dreams, so many seamless fights So many fiend for pipes, with schemes Dope fiend leans in exchange for life The vice of beef with the rights to heat, what lives we lead The wounds of Christ bleed and incite blood rights to greed They feed off pain, parasites of gain, with they sights on fame Got ice in they veins, and not enough light in they frames No shackles and chains, just bullets and brains And lost souls with the caskets closed from the birth pangs Where the thugs hang, deep in the drug game And the street wars where the street whores look like mustangs And they bust thangs, the dust claims it's own Momma singin' that sad song on how he "lived so fast and died so young" What's left to overcome? Who's left to tell my son Of a requiem of a father who really loved them? So I'm a pour libation, relate the holy wisdom of Weldon Irvine Divine Mind of Holy Vision now [Chorus x2] [Hook] [Archangel Metatron:] This to those whose spirits transcended, physical no longer holding your essence From the footprints y'all left we've learned the most valuable lessons We salvage the blessing of your undying force I carry this torch for every stray bullet, life support plug pulled quick Suicidal thought, that was acted upon with a full clip Living this life and we living it trife But beyond it all we gotta try to be living it right Cause uh, the lessons of those who passed away Give us, reason to be more than just ash and clay Until my last of days, I'm a represent a little bolder Gotta admit your death made this heart a little closer So rest in peace, to both my grandfathers The rest of this verses authors, you looking down upon us And I'll see y'all, when my spirit levitates Cause whom virtue has united, death shall never separate [Chorus: to fade] [Hook] Aus Songtexte Mania