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Cuban Link

Letter to Pun

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346 3 часа назад

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What up twinIm just sittin back man thinking about all the good times we hadTheres a lot of things been going on since you been goneI just thought it was time for me to sit down and write you a letterYou know what I am sayin, a letter from the heartYo, yoBefore I take a shot, I always make a toast to the skyBlow somesmoke in the air so we both can get highAt night I hold my rosarys tight and hope to get byClose my eyes and ask the lord why he chose you to dieThough, I believe in God, I chose my own road cause of prideI dont abide to no bible cause most of them lieLifes like a roller coaster ride, just try to hold on and driveIts all about surviving, one day we all gonna dieI tried to hide all these feelings I was holding insideCause they always told me thugs aint suppose to cryAnd show their emotional sideBut, it soaked up my eyesCause I never had nobody really close to me dieCouldnt understand it at first, so how do this workYou were just here full of cheer, now I`m following your hearseIts outta this earth, I felt like I was damn with a curseHad to light candle in church to handle the hurtIn retrospect, I always respect the man that you wereA man of your word that always put his family firstWith talent superb all you wanted was to be heardAnd You got your chance all of your fans are proud of your workYou made it outta of the dirt and got on top of the worldBut you still stood in the hood with your son and to little girlsYou in iced out chains, your wife was rockin the pearlsYou lived a ghetto fabulous life, the Bronx was your boroughAnd when the fame came you never changed. You kept it so thoroughWe did the same thing, poppin champagne to we earledYou shocked the world, twin, every time you rapped on a trackYou had cats like How this fat dude could flow like that?Is he black? Is he packin the mack in the back of the acc?The only Spanish rapper to snatch up a platinum plaqueThats a fact. Its been written in stones, from here to RomeWhen it comes to spittin them poems. You sit on the throneI wish you was home. Life is so different aloneSpoke to Liza and the kids, little Chris is so grownHes your own spittin image. Its just like you were clonedYou know I treasure Manda and Sesha, like they were my ownLizas still tryin to get it togetherShe had your back through the stormy weatherFor that, I will never forget herTimes are tougher then leatherAs for me, things could be betterI needed to clear my head upThats why I had to write you this letterSince you been gone, Joes been stronger then ever, still with LaurenaHow can he go to bed knowing hes stealin your cheddar?About a mil or better. To me hes as real as pleatherWe built this together. Still, in all he had me set upI should of known betterI let it ride for too longLet it slide for too longLet it hide for too longNow I am tryin to move onWithout tryin to do wrongbut my pride is too strongIm a ride through the stormWith a hundred troops strongNo bullet-proofs onGlocks cocked and locked and ready to shoot formIm just tryin to put you on twin, to whats going onA lot of back stabbin since you been goneA lot of whack rappin comin from the so-called DonA lot of black ballin happenin. No matter twin, I`m still going strongTonys still singin songs, tryin to swing it alongHes no longer foundation, sayin Joe put him onHes dead wrongArmeggedion still aint onProspect- back in the projects, livin with momsWords bornRemys the realist, she know what the deal isfeelin like there is still a chance wishin you could come and heal usBut the thrill is gone, I`m no longer part of thatIm back where I started atThats where my heart is atCause God knows how hard I scrapTo try to keep it from thisI been a team player, he chose to play at his own riskSunkiss still comes around, we still get downWe puff a pound whenever Chuck and C come into townToom is illin, hes down in Orlando makin a killinBuildin his own army with soldiers, ready and willinMe and Seis still be chillinHes fine as wellStill rhymin, still grindin, only time will tellGillys stressed out, tryin to figure out his next routeFeelin left outNo more T.S, he checked outXed out his tattoos , but he still got youB is still with me. Full A Clips our old school crewHe stayed true, always been the coolest nigga we knewBoobys up in the videos with you know whoYou was the glue to the puzzle, the key to the struggleThe reason I even chose to be in this hustleTwin, I love youNo matter what or who tries to judge youTheres nothing worst than family and friends tryin to fuck youI stuck through it all, and this is what it all lead up toIts the closest ones to you that will stick it in and cut youSo much for being humble. I`m comin through with the shovelsTombstones and all, and turn the hard rocks to rubbleOn the double, so you can be at peace with your troublesCause even after death, you stress from all these scufflesGuzzle the liquor, snuffing walls till theres blood on my knucklesWatchin the devil chuckle, hopin I break down and buckleIn this jungle, its all about survival of the fittestThough you died, you never rid usTwin your still alive in spirit. I can feel itI know your up in heaven right nowHangin out in thugs mansion. You and Pac, whilin outLivin the kings lifestyle, with platinum wings iced outBet you and Biggie in the Angels lounge, poppin CrystalGetting high with Freaky Tah, lightin up white owlsThuggin it out with Big L, rollin dice on the cloudsAaliyah, smilin down. Left Eye is still type wildBuggin out, partyin, every bodys up in the houseYou kickin freestyles while Master J hypes up the crowdAint no fights breakin out, its all love right nowIm just writing down how I feel hopin you hear mePuttin my heart and soul in it, so you can see it all clearlyI hold you dearly in my thoughts cause like you theres no otherSincerely Yours, Cuban Link, your twin your brotherBaby I love you![Outro]I still got your back twinYour brothers hereYou even got your own day up in the BronxWe on top of the worldYeah I`m a ride with you babyIll always ride with you til the day I dieThats my word

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