(G-Money) Garrett Ray Hatten

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#A #True #Story

by: #Jesse #Fishman

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Your life was interrupted, when the blood busted /

Through your chest, I knew respect was love commin /

Viewing, party, funeral, party, it's your cuzzin /

Cause you lost your life, the way we celebrate it, wasted, fuck it! /

The same shelf where the Bombay laid, now sold out all day /

We bought your drink, smokin dank, the law came /

Watched us party softly, looking for any lurkers /

Cause they threatened us all, and that was after the murder /

May I rap further? push my heart to it's breaking point /

To say this was all over drugs, is a fucked up lazy point /

My homie gone, one shell empty as the cell, before he went /

But once them bars slam, our man will be free, while heaven's spent /

A-Fuckin-Men, you were a rough and a gem /

I'm touchin the end, while clutchin this Gin; It's within! /

Now i'm drunk with us friends /

You were the heart chosen, now my hearts cut open

Nothin but a blood print... /

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When the bomb hit me, I spend days with Bombay /

And we chase the lemonade, it's a beautiful bitter taste /

Lay down your heart in your grave, and let it shine through us all /

All the way... G. R. H. /

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