Prince MaGan - 1223

Thought the letter was done, I was about hit send
Never that I be here trying adding this
Before I start, I gotta say you forever missed
Writing this letter in the dark with a foleded fist
I'm trying to show my pain through these words, you get my drift
I will keep your name alive cause you are not a myth
You should’ve died of old age, not like this
I guess life a candy store, that only sell tricks
This is rude but you shouldn't be the one that got hit
Now my granny broken and she may never be fixed
You were strong, dumb, and wild
Everything mixed
When I needed strength to fight, you were my eclipse
I wish you left a kid raise as my own
I wish you was locked up about call my phone
Your were supposed to see me make it, help me change the world
Your were supposed tell story’s to my baby girl
To the man that hit brother I pray you go jail
Go to prison, catch aids, And then you burn in Hell
This may sound rude but fuck it that’s how i feel
For myself and bro, I will always keep it real
Why didn’t you stop
Don’t you got a heart
Thanks to you his face and family is torn apart
God how could let them take bro away from me
Heading to the top and bro ain’t next me
This the second bro they took from me
Only nineteen how long you want me on my knees
Yeah you gone but I can still feel your breeze
God please make it a dream
I’m begging please
Make it a dream
God please
Please

Written by:
Hassan MaGan

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