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II Tru - Mothers Reminisce

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(Chorus)
We got these mothers reminiscin` about their the children
We got to get in past the pain to start the healin`

[Brina]
To indebted with the pain
And misery dig impressions on all my shoulders
Mothers reminiscin` days of watchin` they child, the first grow older
But a common tragedy - that unexpected moment
That takes one out the game
To me, death rings to takes you under
Face to face with that destiny, no time for compromisin`
No matter who`s in the wrong
`Cause life`s the bitch that got us dyin`
Lost souls eternally comin` over trues I knew
June 3rd, Dawn passed and her unborn baby
Too - head on car collision on ?
Around the bend from the place she lived
A catastrophe - may she rest in peace at this dead end
A host of friends, I`m included
Knew her `cause she was my partner`s sista
Can`t shake it - is it reality or somethin` my dreams done (?)
Baby Dawnesha took like it a visit to her Granny`s home
Too young to remember her mother`s face
Gotta tackle this world alone
Dang gone, reach the point of no return
Lord can You help me understand
Your reasons for takin` away from our families?
Morn the passin` of a true that I once knew, mothers reminisce
Hit home `bout them lost souls that fell prey to this death kiss

(Chorus)

[Jhaz]
One day, you`re here; the next, you`re gone
And that`s for real
Said these ghetto blues was over
But they done got a sista faded still, and in my mind
I can`t believe that they done put my
Closest sista underneath six feet deep
? we wasn`t cool, `cause I done let some
Outsiders come between some trues
And now I regret lettin` haters in between some thangs
That I can buy, deeper than to bleed
Mothers reminisce, ain`t this a trip?
My sister`s dead
These ghetto blues done got a sister faded once again
In bed, my head hurtin`, worried, my nigga Dawn
Layin` it down and my sister in the dirt buried
And now I`m trippin`, `cause I can`t feel this vibe
We just got finished toastin`, now my career on the line
Blind on what the next man says
I know can`t be - I just called the house
My sista can`t be dead - mothers reminisce

(Chorus)

[Arch]
We would like to dedicate this song to Dawn
Rest in peace
We`ll miss you
We like to send our condolences to her beloved parents
Vivian Hall and Donald Hall; her brother Derk Hall;
and her beloved daughter, Dawnesha Hall;
and to all the mothers that have lost a beloved one
Mothers reminisce

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