Remember His Name - Album Version (Edited)

SOUP It's me Daakir And I was sitting at the television feelin' disturbed Yo I just got the word of Denker and 83rd Some cat that got clapped AKIL (Gangsta rapper?) SOUP Perhaps But I was looking at the face of one particular cat Now I done seen him before AKIL (Can you remember where at?) SOUP Well it was either at the liquor store or laundromat Or at a party n' shit A drive thru of the Quick 'n' Split but The fellas he ran with they no longer exist AKIL O dude peep this I know dude I've been knowin him all my life Ever since I was young I used to see them shooting dice On occasions I would see him once or twice With all types, many different walks of life He tried to keep in touch But I knew what was up Every time he came around and showed his face I duck In the mid-eighties the nigga went crazy He had a lot of ladies selling their babies The nigga was shady But he had a lot of friends that he would visit on the weekends Thrill seekin' Influenced by His teachings My daddy knew him, yo He met him at a hotel My homeboy Johnny kicked it with him in a jail cell A lot of people met him with a female Doing real well, connected with the drug sale The rich and the poor For better for worse The last and the first Walk the earth but can't avoid his turf And it hurts my brain It's driving me insane It's a shame I can't remember his name I think Tuna know dude Soup I ain't tryin to be rude But my wife just cooked I'm bout to grub on some food SOUP Aight peace, Tun and Sev probably running the street I'm bout to give these young brothers a beep CHALI (Yo, Salaam Alaikum) SOUP Yo, wa alaykum Salaam CHALI Yo what's up on 83rd Man a feudin' is on The reason that I called That was the cat from my building You seen him? CHALI Ya we met that brother out in Pasadena Remember 7? MARC 7 On Marengo No my mistake we was right between Fair Oaks and Lake Tryin to take us a lunch break MARC 7 And cop us a --sess sack CHALI But had to drive right past the place where they rest at MARC 7 We drove in a hatchback CHALI Corolla these cats pack pistolas The Cadillac they drove MARC 7 It was brown and black CHALI Patrolling the hood Looking for trouble Saw us purchasing trees Lurking with speed They pulled the strap And was irking to squeeze MARC 7 You jerk and you bleed CHALI We do it in reverse and we flee MARC 7 Or should we say fled CHALI They wanted to make us more than play dead Flashing his heat MARC 7 Two cars were moving fast in the street CHALI That's when I meet that dude Was in his back passenger seat SOUP (Yo that shit was deep) CHALI But still I can't remember his name