You know, domingo this muthafuckers shit i'm tired muthafuckers from out of here said they're puertorican que son boricuas, que son de la isla this muthafuckers don't even know about ???? you know what? i'm tired of this muthafuckers from puerto rico said they're from brooklyn,??? new jersey, the bronx muthafuckers never left the mutahfuckins mountains nunca han dejado las montañas, nunca se han montado en un avion chorro de cabrones, keep it real !!!! i feel like crying cause i see my brother falling down tears upon his face as his body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang snuffin' nigga's up and down cause him and me, we were the same but nothing seems to be the same he thought it was a game now i've got the blame because my nigga had no shame bullets have no heart when it penetrates your brain and it takes to a place where you've never been before you can't come back because somebody slammed your door look around the floor cause i know you see fire hope to god for mercy and next time don't be a liar be for real, cause a real nigga never dies now i know who love's me just by looking at their eyes life has treated me so bad, son sometimes i look happy, sometimes i look sad i feel frustration, bringing to my blood some elevation i'm cursing at the devil cause the devil brought temptation to my brother and now he's dead, there is no other, mexicanos in the house so nigga run for cover i feel like crying (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) cause i see my brother falling down tears upon his face (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) as his body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) me and my brother, me and my brother (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) (repeat 2x) Ain't trying to fake the funk like a punk fakes his move you loose! cause you came out bloody in the news now they come to me and say phantom you're all that! your pockets are always fat and take it as a fact my father used to whip me cause i hang around with blacks i didn't give a fuck! i told him what was up? he made me knuckle up and from the blues gave me a smack i gave my father slack he changed it for a slap so my puerto rican family came and put him on his back you racist mother fucker take a long, long nap, take a long, long nap so now, my mother sees me bad cause she ain't got her man i'm seeing tears in her eyes but i don't really give a damn i ain't trying to be cold blooded but my father was not a man so she ran out my life and my heart is beating quick my heart is not a brick and man, i feel like if i'm dying but i'm still alive so for now i feel like crying i feel like crying cause i see my father falling down i feel like crying (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) cause i see my father falling down tears upon his face (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) as his body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang, (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) me and my poppa, me and my poppa (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) yo time flew fast and i forgot about the past i desired for a woman that i knew our love would last someone nice, so we could do a big splash take her to my crib where it's safe for her to crash not thinking about the cash like if i was a hundred-dollar bill wanting to change my life sitting back, relax and chill i know i'm dazing off 'cause that love is hard to get someone that could care and make love to me in bed i think that's something that money can't buy i ask myself "why"? is it that nobody calls? i want to be like big pun so you can call me big papa walking with 2pac motherfuckers y que pasa i feel like crying (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) cause i see my sister falling down tears upon her face (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) as her body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) me and my sister, me and my sister (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) i feel like crying (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) cause i see my brother falling down tears upon his face (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) as his body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang, (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) me and my brother, me and my brother (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) i feel like crying (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) cause i see my father falling down tears upon his face (heyyaheyyaheyyaho) as his body hits the ground remembering the old times when we used to hang, (heyyaheyyaheyyahey) me and my poppa, me and my poppa (heyyaheyyaheyyaho)