[Intro: Bizzy]   Don't let the light skin fool you nigga   This your real homeboy   Lil' Bizzy the Kid, is definitely in the motherfuckin community   As I sit down and I write this letter to my dear brother   Dear brother, heavenly grace and peace be unto you    in your time of persecution, dear brother   I pray this letter greets you in good spirits and peace and health   I love you   For the mothfuckin hood and the ghetto   Ain't nothin you need but a homie       [Bizzy Bone]   For the homie, doin it tight, give you the shirt off of my back   For the homie I sing songs in fact   For the family, I'll never forget you whatever you need   For the family, I'm walkin the streets, I know you see   For my momma, I'm doin it again - I'm doin the best that I can   Gotta love my father, he fathered a man, man, man   For my sister, I help you on out with the nephews   I do the best that I can, for my sister I tell 'em to spread the love   For my brother, I greet you with a spiritual kiss   For my brother, spiritual kisses sellin peace   One, collaborations only to spread that joy   One, for my father, the best homeboy       [Chorus: Mr. Silent]   You can find me with my homies, I'll never run   I'll never hide from my homies, I'm down to ride   I'm down to die with all my homies, kickin with the West Coast soldiers   Reppin for my homies, deep in the streets we stayin up       [Mr. Capone-E]   My homies, they're my young thug outlaws   Down for whatever when it's on Jermaine makes his call   We miss you O.G., from the families locked away   Upstate behind bars up in Pelican Bay   All the rappers, who lost their life in the struggle   From Biggie Smalls, 2Pac, Eazy-E we'll miss your hustle   The trouble, when the lights went out   It's still a war zone and you still the homie, no doubt   Life of a vigilante, with the street authority   My homies are forever 'til, eternity   Enemies get bucked, trust no, man   I'm in the land where they bangin every kids on they hand   Propaganda, in this white man's world   A devil's reject, with a meth-amphetamine burn   The world turns, never leave you lonely   I'm your confidant, your one and only homie       [Chorus]      [K.O.]   My definition of a homie is a brother with pride   Therefore that I'll always have your back   not givin a care who's down to ride   To never leave you astray, to put his life in front of yours   I'm havin a vision in my mind, my dogs are seepin up through my pours   Cause I'm a true blue thug, and I'm keepin it real   My dogs ain't never given away, that's what you call the real deal   As I poured a little liqour for, those who passed   My true, soldiers in the green the game of life and they crashed       [Mr. Silent]   My definition of a homie   My dogs ain't never gonna leave me lonely   Straight riders, we ain't no phonies   My criminal styles and Mr. Capone-E's   Straight ridin, through the city   Givin it up for Bizzy Bone and Frank Nitty   Mr. Silent puts it down showin no pity   Rollin it up for all my homies that are with me, with me       [Chorus]