Dopey
I'm Gonna Miss You Little Brother, It Wasn't Your Time,
You Had To Deal With Some Shit But In The Wrong State Of Mind,
And I wish I Had A Moment Just To It Down And Chat,
And Let You Know That It Wasn't That Bad, It Wasn't That Bad,
But You Made Your Choice And I Can't Take That Back,
So What I'm Gonna Do Is Hit The Scene With An Attack,
It's A Lyrical Prayer, Help Guide You To The Light,
Help Keep You Safe With The Angel On Your Right
You Fell Up You Couldn't Seem To Get Down,
You Stood Still While Your Life Turned Around,
You Were Blind But Still You Could See,
Now Your Dead But Alive As Can Be,
Why'd You Do it, That Horrible End,
How I wish That I could Talk To You Again,
We Was Tight Dopey You Know It Was True
If You Would Have Asked I Would Have Asked I would Have Helped You through.
Father Please Forgive Him For He Knows Not What He's Done,
Keep Him Safe With A Warm Place In The Sun,
You Helped Me So Much With A House And Some Food,
I Wish I Could Have Returned The Favor To You.
I"m Gonna Miss Ya, Along With Everyone Else,
I'll Spread Your Story, So You Can Humble Yourself,
Look Down Upon Your Peers Your Family And Friends,
We're Gonna Miss Ya Liitle Buddy I Know We'll See You Again,
But Until Here's To Absent Friends, Absent Friends.
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