Another soul set free.
We were family once. People would come and others would go. I remember the days, that of which were memories that feel as if they belonged in a different lifetime. The road i chose lead me to a different life... but that era was a time when everything was simple and we were all happy. A lot of us will never forget.
He was a different person to different people. There were the ones that saw him in a good light... and others, well... not so good. Perhaps he felt as if he had the need to step into a character at a certain scene. Understandable. As much as we don't like to admit it, in one way or another, we all do it.
In some way, maybe he was really just an a**. I'm just being honest. He knew it too. And who knows, maybe he had his reasons. We all do that from time to time.
But he was somebody's brother. A mother's son. Someone's lover. A really good friend to a lot of people. He had undying loyalty. In a certain setting, which only a very few have experienced... for those who really knew him- he really gave a shit about a lot of people. That shit was also returned.
Does someone like that really deserve brutality?
There was just as much struggle and hustle as there were laughs and good times.
He spent a good deal of his life running away from something... just things that life threw in his direction. He dealt with it... but today, all of that comes to an end.
You don't have to run anymore.
The Krew ('02-'03)The memories are well kept
A toast to one last dance...
Rest in P.E.A.C.E., dude.
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