[ Intro - Cuban Link ]    What up twin ...    Im just sittin' back man    Thinkin' bout all the    good times we had    It's a lot of things been goin on    since you been gone    I just thought it    was time for me    to sit down and write you a letter    Nahm' sayin, a letter from the heart    I miss you          [ Verse 1 - Cuban Link ]    Before I take a shot    I always make a toast to the sky    Blow some smoke in the air,    so we both can get high    At night I hold my roseries tight    And hope to get by    Close my eyes and ask the lord    Why he chose you to die    Though I believe in god    I chose my own road    cuz of pride    I dont apply to no bible    cuz most of them lie    Lifes like a roller coaster ride    Just try to hold on and drive    Its all about surviving,    one day we all gon die    I try to hide all these    feelings i was holdin inside    Cuz they always told me    thugs aint suppose to cry    And show their emotional side    But theres soak in my eyes    Cuz I never had nobody    really close to me die    Couldnt understand it at first    Yo how did this work?    You was just here full of cheer    Now im followin your hearse    Since out of this earth    I felt like I was damned with a curse    Had to light a candle at church    To handle the hurt    And retrospect    I always respect the man    that you were    A man of your word    That always put his family first    With talent superb    All you wanted was to be heard    And you got your chance    All your fans are proud of your work    You made it out the dirt    And got on top of the world    But u still stood in the hood    With your son    and two little girls    You in iced out chains    Your wife is rockin them pearls    You lived the ghetto fabolous life    The bronx is your borough    And when the fame came    You never changed    You kept it so thorol    We did the same thing    Poppin champaigne    till we hurled    You shocked the world twin    Every time you rapped on a track    You had cats like    'how dis fat duke    could flow like that ?    Is he black ?    Is he packin a mac    In the back'ada' act ?'    The only spanish rapper    To snatch up a platinum plaque    Thats a fact    Its been written in stones    From here to Rome    When it comes to spittin in poems    You sit on the throne    I wish u was home    Life is so different alone    Spoke to Liza (1) and the kids    Lil' Chris is so grown    Hes your own spittin image    Its like u was cloned    You kno I treasure Amanda and    Sha-sha like they were my own    Liza still tryin    to get it together    She had yo back thru    this stormy weather    For that i'll never forget her    Times are tougher than leather    As for me, things could be better    Needed to clear up my head up    Thats why I had to    write you this letter    Since u been gon Joe's (2)    been stronger than ever    Still with Lorena    How can he go to bed    Knowing he stealin    your cheddar    About a mil or better    To me    he just real as pleather (3)    We built this together    Still and all,    he had me set up (4)    I shoulda' known better    I let it ride for too long    Let it slide for too long    Let it hide for too long    Now im tryin to move on    Without trying to do wrong    But my pride is too strong    Ima ride through the storm    With a hundred troops strong    The bullet proofs on    Glocks cocked and locked    And ready to shoot for him    Im just tryin to put you on twin    To whats been goin on    A lot of backstabbin    since u been gone    A lot of wack rappin    comin from the so-called don    A lot of black ballin happenin (5)    No matter twin,    im still goin strong    Tony (6) still singin songs    Tryin to swing it along    Hes no longer 'Foundation'    Sayin Joe put him on    Hes dead wrong    Armageddon still aint on    Prospect (8) back in the    projects living with moms    Words bond,    Remys' (9) da realest    She know what da deal is    Feelin like theres still chance    Wishing u can come and heal us    But the thrill is gone    Im no longer part of that    Im back where I started at    Thats where my heart is at    Cuz god knows    how hard I scrap    He tried to keep    her from this    I been a team player    He chose to play    at his own risk    Sunkiss (10)    still come around    We still get down    We puff a pound    Whenever Chuck and C    come in to town    Tomb is illin    Hes down in orlando makin a killing    Buildin his own army    With soldiers ready and willin    Me and Seis (11) still be chillin    Hes fine as well    Still rhymin, still grindin    Only time will tell (12)    Gilly (13) stressed out    Tryin to figure out his next route    Feelin left out    No more T.S.    He checked out    X'ed out his tattoos    but he still got you    Bee still with me    Full-a-clips (14)    our old school crew    He stayed true    Always been the    coolest nigga we knew    Boobi's up in them videos    With you know who    You was the glue    to the puzzle    The key to this struggle    The reason why I even chose    to be in this hustle    Twin I love you    No matter what or who tries to judge you    Theres nothing worse than family    and friends tryin to *fuck* you    I stuck through it all    And this is what it all led up to    Its the closest ones to you    That'll stick it in and cut you    So much for being humble    Im comin through with the shovels    Tombstones and all    And turn them hard rocks to ruble    On the double    So you could be at peace    with your troubles    Cuz even after death you stressed    from all these scuffles    Guzzled the liqour    Snuffin walls    Till theres blood on my knuckles    Watchin the devil chuckle    Hopin I break down    and buckle    In this jungle its all about    survival of the fittest    Though you died    You never bid us twin    You still alive in spirit    I can feel it    I know you up in heaven right now    Hangin out in thugs mansionz    You and Pac wildin out    Livin the kings lifestyle    With platinum wings iced out    Bet you and Biggie    In the angels lounge    poppin Crystals (15)    Getting high with Freaky Tah (16)    Lighting up white owls    Thuggin it out with Big L (17)    Rolling dice on the clouds    Aaliyah (18) smilin down,    Lefteye (19) is still type wild    Bugging out    Partying    Everybodys up in the house    You kickin freestyles while    Master J (20) hypes' up the crowd    Aint no fights    breaking out    Its all love right now    Im just writin down    how I feel    Hoping you hear me    Puttin my heart and soul in it    So you can see it all clearly    I hold you dearly    in my thoughts    Cuz like you theres no other    Sincerley yours    Cuban Link    Your twin, your brother    Baby I love you ...          [ Outro - Cuban Link ]    Still got your back twin    Your brothers here ...    You even got your own    day up in the bronx    We on top of the world ...    Yea, Ima ride with you baby    Ima always ride with you    Till the day I die ...    Thats my word ...