Can we please have a moment of silence?

That s for my niggaz doin years in confinement

And for my soldiers who passed overno longer living

That couldn t run whenever the reaper came to get em

Can we please pour out some liquor?

Symobolizin let s take in time to consider that

Though our thugs ain t herethe love is here

And we gon rep til slugs kill us here

This for my dawgs stuck in the struggle tryin to gain

Smokin traumasniffin Ra while sellin cocaine

Trapped in the gamenot knowin how to stop and get by

To live it aliveso instead they live it to die

Can we please have a moment of peace?

For every G that fell for his flag in the streets

Bloodin and thuggin folkin and lokin

Crypin and creepin Latin and kingin

Or just for poor righteous teachin

[Chorus: Quan sings

As days goes and nights fall

For the rest of our life we ll miss y all

And even though life must go onwe ll still mourn

While wishin y all were home

[Verse 2: Nas

Yeahand can we have another moment of silence?

For brothers who died from black-on-black violence

From here to the Dark Continent were rebels sell diamonds

To clients allover the worldgot little Black girls dyin

And can we please pour some more liquors?

For WillBokeemBarPappy -- my niggaz

Here s another Warrior Song from Nasty and Quan

It s to him I pass the baton to carry this on

Street s Disciplesalute to those who s gone with bullets

And I promise through rhymin Quan gon rep his life to the fullest

And can we please have a moment of truth?

For soldiers and troops away with helmets and boots

And families back home who pray they make it home safe

Hopin that they don t get hit with a stray or missiles

This is just a moment to let you all know that we miss you

Mommy I m still herewishin I was there with you

Let s take em home

[Chorus

[Verse 3: Quan

And can we please have a moment to mourn?

For PacBiggie and Pun cause through us they live on

Jam Master JayFreaky Ty and Alliyah

Big L and Left Eyewhen we die we wish to see ya

Can we please have a moment for children?

Who got raped or murderedor trapped in the system

Who never knew their fathernever learned to dream

But was guided by drug dealerskillers and crack fiends

For single mothers that s forced to play mom and dad

Bustin her ass to give her kids shit she never had

For my niggaz in the pen hopin rhymes ll get em signed

So when releasedthey can say bye to a life of crime

For very mother that held a son in the street bleedin

Cryin a song of sorow to dark and deep for speakin

Just a moment outside the day to day struggle

To let the ones we really care about know that we love em

[Chorus

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