Send Him Our Love Lyrics - Mood Muzik 3: The Album - Joe Budden

Look! 

What up ray was speechless I ain't no what too say 

Got the call like at 8 am with nate saying 

You had passed away I'm like why niggas stay playing 

Your myspace page playing I started my day aching 

It hit me like a tumor felt like it was too soon to 

Thought it was a rumor untill it wasn't a rumor 

Can't beleave that it's over 

But if god called you I ain't even mad at him he must have needed a soldier 

I was like your mentor you was like my friend NAH 

When I seen you I would treat you like my kin and more 

We use to scream fuck thease niggas like tim dogg 

You was the only rap nigga I would fend for 

Was phiening for beats stuck between a dream and the streets 

You just wanted to be seen as elite 

Cause you loved far rock like I jersey so I feel ya 

But love something too much guaranteed it will kill ya for realer 

[Hook: Talking] 

Nah I mean... 

I remember we was in the studio doin... doin you know what will happend 

It was me you and core... You told me to keep my verses 16 

But you know I can't do that I went ahead and gave them mad bars you was mad as fuck! 

You went and tried to strech your shit but I wasn't havng it though nigga 

[Verse 3:] 

Rian squad keep your head up 

Remeber we would diss each other on tracks laugh about it when we met up 

I'm looking in your casket praying a nigga get up 

For a minute I couldn't help too think that you was set up 

No matter who you are you gotta answer when the lord calling 

I told you go and fuck with jimmy that's before ballin' 

Go get your cash right hard to slow down livin the fast life 

I just heard you on flex show last night 

Like was it old beef or was you getting stuck up 

A line outside your funeral ran was really fucked up 

And I was too but the difference is 

I was mourned all at the ignorant value of life that living gets 

Pulled the burner on you but you fought that dude 

I read the paper it said the pigs caught that dude 

It's sad another black man taking by a black hand 

Wish your last night in the club we could have saved your last dance 

God damn! 

[Hook: Talking] 

I remember like... I remember we was in cancun 

That was my first time out there in cancun 

Me and you was rolling together you talking about where the bitches at 

Like nigga I dunno your pose' to be the georgeous gangsta 

Don't ask me nothing I don't speak no spanish 

I love you nigga! 

[Verse 4:] 

I know the kids really need you 

I keep telling em' pac wanted to sign biggie wanted to see you 

Pun wanted to cypher L' wanted you to bring some of that good cush up and get a little higher 

Go and help jam master j get the crowd a little hyper 

Or maybe freaky tah switched up and needed a ryder 

Maybe allyah single up there and needs a ryder 

I know you and rick james would set the studio on fire 

You in a better place up there at the pearly gates 

You can be the georgeous gangsta and niggas won't hate 

Some niggas tapped the bottle poured out a little hennesey 

I'm in the clouds screaming squad up in your memory 

[Hook: Talking] 

I remember you called me that day I think you was in far rock 

You had some bitch in your car and your car broke down 

And you called me talking about do I got triple a and shit 

I'm like nah but atleast hat answer your question 

And you like what question? 

I'm like well I just heard a song of yours 

Talking about you wanted to know why she won't stay with you 

And she wanna go ride with a G' 

I love you nigga!