[Intro: DOM KENNEDY]
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Your son wonder when you comin home
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I wonder why you couldnt make it home?
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I wonder why they love you when you gone?
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I wonder if you know how much they miss you?
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Crenshaw, now they yellin, “Crenshaw”
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Crenshaw, now they wearin Crenshaw
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I wonder why they love you when you gone? (When you gone)
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[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius & The Game]
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I wonder if youre there right now (Right now, Ayy, Dom)
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I wonder (Ayy, this classic shit, Dom)
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I wonder if youre really listenin to what I feel right now? (This L.A. shit)
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I wonder
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Im hopin youre the peace thatll make em really care right now (Throw them dubs up)
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But youre gone and it just isnt fair right now, right now (One time for our nig, we got the world lit)
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On God, the work is never done (We love you, Nip)
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The good they die young, used to be my son
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Even when it waivers, the pain I feel is numb
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Know that you were loved, yeah
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I didnt wanna write this song
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[Verse 1: The Game]
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Didnt wanna write it, so its from the heart
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Even brought your homie from Leimert Park
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Smokin papers on Vernon for the hurt
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Reminiscin, you and Blacc Sam built it from the dirt
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Los Angeles, the gift and a curse
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Focused on your neighborhood but you shifted the earth
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You had the Staples Center packed like a church
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Whole South Central put they hands on your hearse
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I wonder if Heaven got a Slauson
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You with Biggie and Pac, look at you, big as the bosses
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Headed to a marathon, look at your nigga, he flossin
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Your legacy untouchable like Emani and Kross is
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On the days that Im feelin exhausted, think about uncle Snoop at the funeral talkin
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This type of shit you dont see that often
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Stevie Wonder singin, he cant even see your coffin
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[Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
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I wonder if youre free right now, yeah
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I wonder if youre happy, are you livin out your dreams right now?
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I hope the angels are givin you your wings right now
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The hardest thing that I had to sing right now
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Right now, right now, oh, God
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The best was yet to come (Sometime)
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The good, they die young
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Used to the be sun even when it rains, yeah
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Pain I feel is numb
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Youll always be loved
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I didnt wanna write this song
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[Verse 2: The Game]
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Ayy, shit sound like it look
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All the history you made, nigga, I could write a book
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You had the Eight Treys walkin with the 60s
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I witnessed it all, you was right there with me
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From Eritrea to South Central
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From South Central to Brooklyn, look at what you been through
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Mind over matter, yeah, its all mental
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But I still dont trust 12 when I see em in my rearview
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Six years ago, I couldve been you
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Me and some of my old homies had the same issues
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If I come, tell God to let me in
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Give em the room next to Aaliyah with ESPN
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You got tears fallin down the cheeks of Mexicans
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You got a number in my phone I cant text again
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And if they killed you, they could kill Game
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But I dont mind dyin if its gon bring real change
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[Bridge: Marsha Ambrosius]
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Say hi to the sky, now its your turn to fly
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Still we cry (Still we cry)
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I wish I could have protected you there
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Just say hi to the sky, now its your turn to fly
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Still we cry, cry, cry
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Still we cry, yeah
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Cry, cry, I cry
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Didnt wanna write this song
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[Outro: DOM KENNEDY & Marsha Ambrosius]
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Dear rap game, we cant take no more losses
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Thank you God for Nipsey Hussle
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King of L.A., Slauson
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Clap for him, clap for him
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The marathon continues
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I didnt wanna write this song
