And, Wally, even though you're gone, you've still got love from Bone.
My nigga, just rest your soul, and I'll see you at the Crossroad.
I'll never get over what some nigga told me: "Did you know that you're nigga, Wally, got pap pap at put in a coffin?" No! Why my nigga took a fall? Saw my nigga tryin' to swang them dums, (in the war) so we lost him. But, damn, why did ya have to kill 'em? I never did think it'd be one of my trues to get caught up in redrum. I sit and I pray everyday: God, don't let me get smoked