《I Wish - Remix (To the Homies That We Lost)(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] Title I Wish (To The Homies That We Lost) [remix

[00:00:04] Artist R. Kelly

[00:00:04] Album Tp-2.Com [2000

[00:00:05] Yo, what up, my ni**a?

[00:00:32] You know, I was in the hood

[00:00:36] I just thought I＇d stop by and holler at you for a minute

[00:00:39] Pour out a little liquor or somethin＇

[00:00:42] Ni**a, we done been through a lot of sh*t together

[00:00:43] From runnin＇ these streets to bein＇ down for whatever

[00:00:45] And now that you＇re gone I got a whole lot of sh*t to tell ya

[00:00:50] Things I should＇ve said way back when we was younger

[00:00:52] Remember when we used to roll hand in hand?

[00:00:55] And now I＇m trippin＇ on how I really miss you, man

[00:00:58] And remember when you and me would say

[00:00:59] We＇d get up out this hood and everything would be okay

[00:01:03] It＇s all good now

[00:01:05] My ni**a, we out the hood now

[00:01:07] We had the same ideas, but not the same careers

[00:01:10] We shared the same old laugh, but not the same tears

[00:01:15] You were my homie, my stoney, my Rollie

[00:01:18] My ni**a and never placed no b**ch befo＇ me

[00:01:21] Man, I swear to God I love for that sh*t

[00:01:24] Why＇d you have to get hit? Where was I? What time was it?

[00:01:27] You were supposed to get older with me

[00:01:28] On stage, hands on shoulders with me

[00:01:32] Coppin＇ ＇em Range Rovers with me

[00:01:34] Sittin＇ on thangs and smokin＇ trees

[00:01:37] And if it wasn＇t for the will that God had made

[00:01:41] I＇d turn back the hands of time and take your place

[00:01:43] Sittin＇ here sippin＇ on this Hennessey

[00:01:46] Just thinkin＇ about what you meant to me, my ni**a

[00:01:49] Even though you＇re gone, you will always be my ni**a

[00:01:53] Though you made it home, I＇m still missin＇ you, my ni**a

[00:01:58] I＇m feelin＇ like the timing was wrong, my ni**a

[00:01:59] I know you＇re smilin＇ down sayin＇, ＂Carry on, my *＂

[00:02:09] Sometimes my nights can get long, my ni**a

[00:02:10] Sometimes I feel God did me wrong, my ni**a

[00:02:11] So I had to write a song, my ni**a

[00:02:12] Just to let you know that you＇re still my ni**a

[00:02:14] I wish, I wish, I wish

[00:02:16] I wish, I wish, I wish

[00:02:18] Your little son is lookin＇ at me like, ＂Where＇s my daddy?＂

[00:02:20] And your thirteen-year old daughter is mad ＇cuz she understands

[00:02:22] Promised your mama I＇d take care of the family

[00:02:26] But she＇s so hurt, she turns away my helpin＇ hands

[00:02:28] Damn, I wish your a** was here, my ni**a

[00:02:31] To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my ni**a

[00:02:34] And we would talk about you gettin＇ up out this game

[00:02:37] And you would tell me how it keeps callin＇ your name

[00:02:40] We used to ride, ride, ride

[00:02:42] Never afraid to die, die, die

[00:02:43] But some times we＇d cry, cry, cry

[00:02:46] Askin＇ the Lord, why, why, why

[00:02:49] They＇re tearin＇ down these projects

[00:02:52] We were homies for like twenty thug years

[00:02:53] Sat in church and cried the same thug tears

[00:02:55] You remember when Vibe World Premier

[00:02:58] How we used to share the same old gear

[00:03:02] And remember when you and me would say

[00:03:05] We＇d get up out this hood and everything would be okay

[00:03:08] It＇s all good now

[00:03:09] My ni**a, we out the hood now

[00:03:12] It＇s so easy for folks to say, ＂Rob, just live on＂

[00:03:17] When I＇m dyin＇ every second that you＇re gone

[00:03:20] Nevertheless, I try my best to be strong

[00:03:21] Hopin＇ you said your prayers before you went on home

[00:03:25] We done stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze

[00:03:28] We＇d slap-box dead in the middle of streets

[00:03:30] And if a fight broke out, you would take up for me

[00:03:34] Now all I have left are these ghetto memories

[00:03:36] I wish, I wish, I wish

[00:03:39] I wish, I wish, I wish

[00:03:42] Uh, uh, yo＇ dog, I can＇t explain how I miss you

[00:03:46] We stayed together, coppin＇ cane, poppin＇ pistols

[00:03:47] I miss you most, puttin＇ the doo-rag over your bean head

[00:03:49] Even out the hood on the scene you brag

[00:03:52] Comin＇ up off the fiends wit bags, runnin＇ up out the cleanest Jag

[00:03:56] You was the closest ni**a I had

[00:03:58] Look how we stayed aces hustled, made big faces

[00:04:01] I wish we could trade places

[00:04:02] F**k givin＇ you ice I＇d rather give you life

[00:04:04] And the things that I had, I＇d give you twice

[00:04:08] What the deal, my ni**a? I know you holdin＇ it down

[00:04:12] If you could see me you would say, I＇m talkin＇ soft right now

[00:04:15] But it＇s hard for me to say when I＇ma see you again

[00:04:18] And I know it＇s f**ked up, I gotta talk through this pen

[00:04:21] But you＇d died for the love of the dough

[00:04:23] The love of the block sixteen you was runnin＇ the spot

[00:04:26] Boy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb

[00:04:29] Hangin＇ with wild thug *s smokin＇ the herb

[00:04:31] I＇m gonna keep pourin＇ this liquor and that＇s my word

[00:04:35] This here is for *s that be flippin＇ them birds, word up

[00:04:38] Even though you＇re gone you will always be my ni**a

[00:04:41] Even though you＇re home I＇m still missin you, my ni**a

[00:04:44] I＇m feelin＇ like the timing was wrong, my ni**a

[00:04:46] (I＇m feelin＇ like timing was wrong)

[00:04:48] I know you＇re smilin＇ down sayin＇, ＂Carry on, my *＂

[00:04:52] (＂Radio, please don＇t take the ＂*＂ out my song)

[00:04:55] Sometimes my nights can get long, my ni**a

[00:04:58] (Let it play on, play on, play on, play on, play on＂)

[00:05:00] Sometimes I feel God did me wrong, my ni**a

[00:05:01] So I had to write a song, my ni**a

[00:05:02] Just to let you know that you＇re still my ni**a