If My Homie Calls Lyrics - 2pacalypse Now - 2pac

Verse One: 

Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee 

We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G 

Back in the days we played practical jokes on 

everybody smoked with they locs and the yolks on 

All through high school, girls by the dozens 

Sayin we cousins, knowin that we wasn't 

But like the old saying goes 

Times goes on, and everybody grows 

Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways 

You chose the dope gaaaane, my microphone pays 

In many ways we were paid in the old days 

So far away from the crazies with AK's 

And though I been around clowning with the Underground 

I'm still down with my homies from the hometown 

And if you need, need anything at all 

I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call 

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Verse Two: 

It's a shame, you chose the dope game 

Now you slang cane on the streets with no name 

It was plain that your aim was mo' cane 

You got game now you run with no shame 

I chose rappin tracks to make stacks 

In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats 

But now I don't wanna down my homie 

No matter how low you go you're not lowly 

And I, hear that you made a few enemies 

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call 

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance 

I'll be there in an instant 

Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover 

I'd be no different than the other 

H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E 

I'm down to the E-N-D 

Cause it's a fall in no time at all 

I'm down for y'all, when my homies call 

Word, if my homies call 

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Verse Three: 

Well it's ninety-one and I'm livin kinda swell now 

But I hear that you're going through some hell pal 

But life makin records ain't easy 

It ain't what I expected it's hectic it's sleazy 

But I guess that the streets is harder 

Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather 

My homies is making it elsewhere 

Striving, working nine to five with no health care 

We both had dreams of being great 

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shaped 

It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make 

To be great, I'm giving it all it takes 

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes 

I gotta take, my place or fall from grace 

The foolish way, the pace is quick and great 

Smiling face, to hide the trace of hate 

But my homie would never do me wrong 

That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me it's on 

No matter who the foe they must fall 

Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call