Now I was raised in the projects with no running water
Never really knew my father
Sister was a dancer
Granddad died of cancer
Momma was a gambler (uh huh)
Ran with the pimps and the hustlers
Praying the police don’t murder us Never met the president but I met some Mexicans (who fly that kush like the
pelicans)
Lord I know we won’t live forever
Keep my homies together
And if we die before our time (has come)
Tell em' it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors
Now I was born in the seventies when n****as still fist fought
Wasn’t no such thing as 2Pac
Daddy was a rolling stone
Momma was a cordless phone
None of them was ever home (uh uh)
Grandma died when I was twenty-three
In her last days she said to me Something about fisherman but I wasn’t listening
Didn’t know it was the last time we’d ever speak again
Lord I know we won’t live forever
Keep my homies together
And if we die before our time (has come)
Tell em' it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors
I call my momma up yesterday
Told her I got found guilty
Don’t cry for me And tell my baby momma hey
I got ten years in the pen
Don’t know when I’m coming home again
But it’ll be ok… maybe
Lord I know we won’t live forever
Keep my homies together
And if we die before our time (has come)
Tell em' it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors
And if we die before our time (has come)
Tell em' it was glorious
We were warriors, warriors