(SPM)  It's after midnight while I let this pen write  In my cell it's just me and this dim light  As my thoughts get spilled on a notebook  They shot my homie and I told his girl don't look   Cause if she saw what I saw it would have haunted her  I heard the paramedics laughing with the officer  I guess they see it as just another dead body  And I know it hurt when his daughter said "Mommy,  Where's daddy I ain't seen him in a long time?"  How can mommy talk she can't even stop crying  The punch line is tomorrow may never come  That's where the cops get 1 8 7 from   It means murder not death by natural causes  It means homie's clothes redder than Santa Clause's   In Hillwood many died facing obstacles  I thank God it's not me in that pile of skulls    (CHORUS: CAROLYN)  Slugs around the block boys  Thugging till they drop laws  Putting G's on lock  So we flush it when they knock  Caught up in the system  These haters play the victim  Wanna see us fall  Like dead pictures on the wall    (JAK DA RIPA)  I saw the reaper in my sleep so I might got a death wish  When vultures come around I react so selfish  If you ain't out of the hood you probably think that I'm crazy  Lotta niggas in jail or they pushing up daisies  So many motherfuckers dropping out this shit like flies  Heard a friend of mine just committed suicide  Left his family behind found him hanging from the ceiling  Eyes wide open I just can't imagine the feeling  So many funerals here I am in all black   Prices put up my head so I'm packing a strap   When my life is on the line I bring them killas out  I find your residence and bring the drama to your house  Now all what's left is a memory of your existence  Dead pictures on the wall bloody murder's my vision    CHORUS    (SPM)  They found my homie Desperado in a garbage heap  Wrapped up throat slit man the scars are deep  That day it felt like the whole city was crying  Lil D if you hear me nigga give me a sign  That nigga that had murdered you got twisted by Jason  Had to tell you 'cause I know that ya'll in different locations  Have you seen Lil Lex? the other day he was killed  Niggas don't got no hustle had to take what he built  I'm afraid to even open up today's newspaper  'Cause the Crow is taking souls like the old Shoemaker  It's enough to make you blow up, throw up or go nuts  My people dying and I fucking love em so much  My homie's brother got killed in a car chase  Cops tried to pull him over back on Park Place  He hauled ass but it ended when he crashed his Taurus  And all he had was some motherfucking traffic warrants    CHORUS    these lyrics are submitted by TWiNKiE