[Verse 1]

It's 1995, a lot of brothers done died

Alot of sisters, and mamas, and fathers
and aunties, and grandmamas left to cry
Now he nothing but a memory, he used to be a friend to me

said he never die but now he's 6 feet deep, with a tombstone
oh my god my brothers gone
and I don't even $#&@ing think I can go on

Cause it hurts to lose someone you love
to this madness of children's murdered, shoot em up in the name of drugs
Doctor pumped chest, daddy said let him rest

A team rolled up and put him to his final death
hands got cold, god rest his soul
He walked out his body to another $#&@ing episode

the window open , they put him in the final front
and you know what happens in the end


[Chorus]
I wish I could seen him before he died
talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize

I wish I could seen him before he died
talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize
Front, back, side to side

but who would be the next ^!$$% to roll in that black ride
Front, back, side to side
it might be you to be the next victim to take a ride in the black ride


[Verse 2]


Just another homicide, for that west county times
fools gettin took out the game, with a $#&@ing proper don hittin' deep
I toss in my sleep, but will a young ^!$$% live to see 23?

Killing dont phase me, fools think I'm crazy
Muslims on every corner handed out the daisy's
Name fresh on the wall, aint no final call

used to slang bean pies now it's bout white ball
Only 15, already got a beef
and work in the ghetto like Jack Tucker work some beans

livin off a high, rollin on this ride
(*##$es on the side, but only give them 2 weeks time
Aint that a shame, took him out the game

same fool he used to roll with yelled out his name
Popped him in the chest, couldn't where his vest
the day his kid took his first step, his took his last breath.


[Chorus]
I wish I could seen him before he died

talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize
I wish I could seen him before he died
talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize

Front, back, side to side
but who gonna be the next ^!$$% to roll in that black ride.
Front, back, side to side

it might be you to be the next victim to take a ride in the black ride.

[Verse 3]


Bring the white sheets somebody bring the yellow tape
the ghetto took him under, today will be a sad day

Aint no time to cry, no time to shed no tears
you know the way he died the same way he lived.
The fool was a killer found him dead on his knees

same room he left his wife and kid left to grieve
Hoping is a nightmare, one pop and he's outta there
god rest his soul, left his kid in a wheelchair

scared for his life, his daddy took ghetto flight
left the funeral and mama said boy you know it's gonna be alright
but now he's gone, aint nobody to run his home

another kingpin stripped from that ghetto throne
folks that's the game of life, aint no time to think twice
the same fool he trusted with now sleeps with his wife

Khakis on, snapped him in that whiplock
another ^!$$% flip locked, got popped for slangin that crack rock.
but now he's gone, Amazing Grace was his last song

six ballers carried out the church to take his $$# home.
4 members, 3 cousin, 2 El dogs, a cop, and a hearse
everybody had they lights on , when that starp box lowered down into his grave
see it was sad they was his $#&@ing family misbehaved
his family cried, "but everybody got's to die."

but you won't feel what they feel into someone in your family dies.

[Chorus]
I wish I could seen him before he died
talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize

I wish I could seen him before he died
talk to him but when they gone thats when we realize
Front, back, side to side
but who gonna be the next ^!$$% to roll in that black ride.
Front, back, side to side

it might be you to be the next victim to take a ride in the black ride.

[Master P talking]
Yall know all this mother$#&@ing black on black crime go to cease
This goes out to all my mother$#&@ing dead soilders out there

my little brother Kevin Miller
Vanguard, Bernell Jackson, My homie Dee Willis
Dana Parks, Pimp daddy, Plan B., Gangsta Irvin,
Yall know all this mother$#&@ing gang-bangin got to stop.
Rivertown gettin hotter than a mother$#&@er
All my homies out here in Richmond, ya know what I'm sayin?

all my ^!$$%s out there in the manner, Eastern Hill,
^!$$%s in Corkshelf, P7,
all my mother$#&@ing dead soldiers yall gonna be missed.
and all my mother$#&@ing homies down here in New Orlensas,
Calliope Projects, mother$#&@ing murder rate
down here higher than a mother$#&@er
Yall gone learn to when we all mother$#&@ing gone

Let me say goodbye to all my ^!$$%s in
Texas, Washington, LA,
My ^!$$%s out there in Kansas City,
Cinnitatti, Detroit, Alabama, Oklahoma,
and to all you other mother$#&@ing ^!$$%s
that don't understand what this %#@! is about
we just gonna reminse, smoke a fat $$# spliff

let this mother$#&@ing beat roll, cause all the real ^!$$%s is missed
ya know what I'm sayin?
I wish I could seen they before they died
talk to 'em but now they gone, but gotta we realize