I see em
Puffin on the marihuana
Turning over the empty bottles
trying to conquer
And the many tears brought
as days turn to months
and months turn to years
even though times get cloudy the message is still clear
wishing you were still here
cause at times
i can still hear
from a distance your voice in my ear
Saying to aim high
As your hands reach my face wiping tears from my eyes
Saying you can't cry
Contrary to the belief about being deceased
No one truly ever dies
deep down inside their life can strive
if we just remember the times then their presence is still alive.
Can't blame God
for taking you.
Can only thank God for making you.
It's up to us to use that time embracing you or hating you
cause once you're gone you're gone
It's an unfortunate blatant truth
"Gone Too Soon" is what the tee shirts read
As we look around the room heard the preacher plead
"If you can't get it right for me, get it right for Lee"
Siting in wonder
as the undertaker takes ya
to your final destination I'm
contemplating will we ever recieve an explanation
of what altercations lead to your ultimate detonation?
Suffering from sleep deprivation because
whenever my eyes seem to close you are who I see
in my dreams asking me how can a murdered man rest in peace?
Trayvon getting justice. So what about me?
Times have passed but did we forget about Lee?
We say R.I.P. but is it really a rest of peace?
We ask for answer but questions neglected.
Seems the ones who are supposed to protect us are the most ccorrupted but
in God we trust so we'll trust God for justice...
The ones who are supposed to protect are the most corrupt &
in God we trust so we'll trust God for justice
If you can't live physically then spiritually you'll live in me
My inner Lee.
1985 to infinity.
1985 to infinity.