Remember His Name

Yo what's up AK

Who is this

Its me Zaakir

Hello? What? (Hello?) I can't hear (I got it! Hang up!)
Yo speak louder I can't hear (can you hear me now?)

(Yo AK) Yo It's me Zaakir!
I was sittin at the television feelin' disturbed
Hey yo, I just got the word, off Tigram and 83rd
Some cat that got clapped, (gangster rapper?)
Perhaps, But I was lookin at the face of one particular cat
Now I done seen him before (can you remember where at?)
Well it was either at the liquor store or laundry mat
Or at a party and shit, the drive through of a Quickie Split
But the fellas he ran wit, they no longer ex (yo, dude peep this)

Yo I know dude, I been knowin' him all my life
Ever since I was young I used to see him shootin' dice
On occasion I would see him once or twice
With all types, many different walks of life
He tried to keep in touch, (what) but I knew what was up
Every time he came around and showed his face I ducked
In the mid-eighties, the nigga went crazy
He had a lot of ladies selling they babies, the nigga was shady
But he had a lot of friends that he would visit on the weekends
Thrill seekin, influenced by his teachings
My daddy knew him, yo, he met him at a hotel
My homeboy Johnny, kicked it with him in a jail cell
A lot of people met him with a female
Doing real well, connected with the drug sales
The rich and the poor, for better or worse
The last and the first, walked the earth, but can't avoid his turf
And it hurts my brain, it's drivin' me insane
It's a shame I can't remember his name
I think 2na know dude, Soup, I ain't tryin' to be rude
But my wife just cooked, I'm bout to grub on some food

Aight peace, 2na said he probably runnin the streets
I'm about to give these young brothers a beep

Yo, Asalaam ulakum

Yo, ulakum asalaam

Hey yo, what's up on 83rd man?

Man, the fuedin is on
Hey, the reason why I called, that was the cat from my building
You seen him?

Yeah we met that brother out in Pasadena
Remember 7even, on Marengo?
No my mistake, we was right between Fair Oaks and Lake
Tryin to take us a lunch break (yeah brother)

And cop us a success act!

But had to drive right past the place where they rest at

We drove in a hatch back

Corolla, these cats pack pistolas, the Cadillac they drove

It was brown and black

Patrollin' the hood, lookin' for trouble
Saw us purchasing trees
Lurkin' with speed, pulled the strap, and was irkin' to squeeze

You jerk and you bleed

We threw it in reverse and we flee

Or should we say fled?

They wanted to make us more than play dead, flashin' his heat

Two cars are movin' fast on the street

That's when I peeped, that dude was in his back passenger seat
(Yo that shit was deep) Still I can't remember his name

This suckas gonna get us killed
Now come on man I feel like cuttin' loose
Violence
You behave yourself

Oh man, where have I seen this brother before, man
Well it was either at the liquor store or laundry mat
Seem like everybody I know know dude
But can't nobody remember his damn name man
I been knowin' him all my life
The same with everybody from ShawnyMac, YawYaw, my brother Mohamed
It's like you can't can't avoid his turf
Oh, hey, you know what, now I know who homie is man, his name is
De-de-death