Crossroad-Pastor Troy

[INTRO:] Yea... yea... this PT... nigga... representin my DJ SQUEAKY!(SQUEAKY!)... nigga... [Background:] I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone All my niggas that left ya live on I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone [Foreground:] We live forever baby... (put ya lighters up) Y'all will never die baby... You live forever baby... (put ya lighters up) You live through me... Yea... Yea... [random yea's throughout the next part] What's up John Reed? Uncle Sweet... Uncle Randy(What's up sweet? I see you baby!) Gangstas nigga! Randy Van Troy! Rest in peace gangsta! Yea! We love you gangsta! Rest in peace gangsta! I know y'all niggas lookin down on me! [VERSE:] I'm'a dedicate this song to the gone All my niggas that left ya live on Now Everybody! I need to put ya lighters up! WeLL UH HUH! I need to put ya lighters up! I done lost a lieutenant, a mother lost her son A brother lost a brother, and that's not including others That you touch through your personality And since I lost you the devil breathin'[?] after me But I'm'a prevail from ATL And know that I'm missin' you like hell(like hell) I'm talkin' bout a hood tragedy nigga And everybody always askin me nigga I love this nigga, we ate together The same fork off the same plate together I wish I would've been there when they came I would've left 'em in a flame [HOOK: x2] But I'm'a see him at the crossroads I got some blunts and some liquor Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture(or pitcher I'm not sure) I'm'a see him at the crossroads Cuz that's my mothaf**kin' nigga So he won't be lonely(lonely) [VERSE:] Hit the club, hoes askin' where you at "Chillin' with the father" I reply back Sack after sack after sack after sack They ain't even have to do ya like that But niggas full of shit so I don't f**k wit 'em Niggas lookin crazy, I get right with 'em They killed my dog, They killed my ace Forever I miss ya, Ya can't be replaced I wish I would've been there when they jacked I'd blew 'em out the door with that mothaf**kin' mack [imitating gunshots vocally] I'd walk blackbottom for my mothaf**kin' dogs Look him in his eyes, leave him in the fog I love ya unc, I miss ya man And I can't wait to grab ya hand And pull ya close and embrace ya with the other Man you my mothaf**kin' brother [HOOK: x4] But I'm'a see him at the crossroads I got some blunts and some liquor Sack of Timmy D and some bitches I'm'a picture I'm'a see him at the crossroads Cuz that's my mothaf**kin' nigga So he won't be lonely(lonely) Yea(yea)