Chapter 8: How Long Will They Mourn Me
A/N: Sorry it took a couple of days, but I've had a bit of writer's block, hope u enjoy. Takes place before Micah's funeral.
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All my homies drinkin liquor, tears in everybody's eyes
Niggaz cried, to mourn a homie's homicide
But I can't cry, instead I'm just a shoulder
Damn, why they take another soldier?
I load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry
I'll get them suckers back before your buried (shit)
Retaliate and pull a one-eight-seven
Do real niggaz get to go to heaven?
How long will they mourn me? Bury me a motherfuckin G
Bitch don't wanna die; then, don't fuck with me
It's kinda hard to be optimistic
When your homie's lyin dead on the pavement twisted
Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm tryin hard to make amends
But I'm losin all my motherfuckin friends.. damn!
They should've shot me when I was born
Now I'm trapped in the motherfuckin storm
How long will they mourn me?
~~~~
Krys sat on the pew with Micah's notebook from the hospital. Inside it were the lyrics to 2Pac Shakur's 'How Long Will They Mourn Me.' Dom sat down beside of her, it was two hours to the funeral but the team was already at the church. "What's that?" Dominic asked her.
She leaned in closer to him and showed him the lyrics, "It's like he wanted me to read these, or somebody." Krys trailed off. She stood up when the front door open.
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I wish it would have been another
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Half them niggaz all dead and shit
How long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another
Dedicated this to Kato nigga, and e'ry thug
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Yo nigga, we gotta keep this shit goin on, yo Syke
~~~~
Summer stood in the doorway, wearing a black dress, she hadn't bothered with the black eyeliner that usually lined her eyes perfectly. It would have been a waste, She, as well as everyone else, couldn't stop crying. "Hey," She smiled weakly at Krys, who greeted her with a hug.
"How you been?" Krys asked, drawing back.
"Cried for so long I couldn't do it anymore." Summer replied.
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How long will they mourn me? Every motherfuckin day homie
You stayed down when the other niggaz didn't know me
From my heart to the trigger you my fuckin nigga
And things won't be the same without ya nigga
I remember kickin back, you wanted a 'llac
And goin half on a motherfuckin hundred sack
Smokin blunt after blunt, and steady drinkin
Hung around so much, you knew what I was thinkin
Tell me Lord, why you take big Kato?
So confused not knowing which way to go
I'm goin crazy and runnin out of fuckin time
I can't take it, I'm losin my fuckin mind
So day after day, ride after ride
We'll hook up on the other side
Watch over your family and your newborn
Til we meet again homie - how long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another (Big Kato)
How long will they mourn me? (It's still on nigga)
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
How long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another (Yeah)
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
~~~~
Summer followed Krys and Dom to where Krys had been sitting previously, where the notebook sat. "This was in Micah's room, they gave it to me. In it are the lyrics to some songs he had." Krys explained showing Summer the notebook.
She opened it and saw 'How Long Will They Mourn Me?,' "It's like he knew." She said looking over the words as though she's never seen them before.
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Damn, a nigga tired of feelin sad, I'm tired of puttin in work
I'm tired of cryin watchin my homies leave the - earth
I know soon one day I'll be in the dirt
And my peoples'll be mournin, when they get a call from the coroner
All niggaz can say is that's fucked up
And get tossed up, reminiscin how we grew up (my nigga)
Rest and love to my nigga Kato, see you in the crossroads real soon
For now let me pour out some brew
I'll be always thinkin of ya homie
Rest in peace.. how long will they mourn me?
We know life's a fuckin trip, and everybody gotta go
But why the fuck it have to be my nigga Kato?
Another nigga fell victim to the chrome
It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my dome
Ya only live once on this earth
A nigga had it bad, since the day, of my motherfuckin birth (uh)
But niggaz say they down and they always be my homie
But when a nigga gone, bow long will ya mourn me? (YEAH!)
I wish it would have been another
How long will you mourn me?!
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Thug Life boy, Nate, blowin that shit
I wish it would have been another
Nate Dogg do that shit nigga, yeah
How long will you mourn me?!
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
This for my nigga Kato, and all his kids
How long will you mourn me?!
I wish it would have been another
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
~~~~
"You know what?" Krys asked looking up from the lyrics, "He would have told us to stop cryin about this, and that we're all gonna be together again one day anyway." Krys stopped talking as a single tear excaped her eye and slid down her face.
"He would have," Summer agreed quietly.
~~~~~~~~ A/N: Sorry, once again, I know it's really short, but the people's emotions are captured really well with this song. The next one will be up hopefully by 2morrow unless I go to the Volleyball game (GO LADY BLACKHAWKS!) But we'll see though.Hope yas enjoyed. xoxo Charli
A/N: Sorry it took a couple of days, but I've had a bit of writer's block, hope u enjoy. Takes place before Micah's funeral.
~~~~
All my homies drinkin liquor, tears in everybody's eyes
Niggaz cried, to mourn a homie's homicide
But I can't cry, instead I'm just a shoulder
Damn, why they take another soldier?
I load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry
I'll get them suckers back before your buried (shit)
Retaliate and pull a one-eight-seven
Do real niggaz get to go to heaven?
How long will they mourn me? Bury me a motherfuckin G
Bitch don't wanna die; then, don't fuck with me
It's kinda hard to be optimistic
When your homie's lyin dead on the pavement twisted
Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm tryin hard to make amends
But I'm losin all my motherfuckin friends.. damn!
They should've shot me when I was born
Now I'm trapped in the motherfuckin storm
How long will they mourn me?
~~~~
Krys sat on the pew with Micah's notebook from the hospital. Inside it were the lyrics to 2Pac Shakur's 'How Long Will They Mourn Me.' Dom sat down beside of her, it was two hours to the funeral but the team was already at the church. "What's that?" Dominic asked her.
She leaned in closer to him and showed him the lyrics, "It's like he wanted me to read these, or somebody." Krys trailed off. She stood up when the front door open.
~~~~
I wish it would have been another
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Half them niggaz all dead and shit
How long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another
Dedicated this to Kato nigga, and e'ry thug
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Yo nigga, we gotta keep this shit goin on, yo Syke
~~~~
Summer stood in the doorway, wearing a black dress, she hadn't bothered with the black eyeliner that usually lined her eyes perfectly. It would have been a waste, She, as well as everyone else, couldn't stop crying. "Hey," She smiled weakly at Krys, who greeted her with a hug.
"How you been?" Krys asked, drawing back.
"Cried for so long I couldn't do it anymore." Summer replied.
~~~~
How long will they mourn me? Every motherfuckin day homie
You stayed down when the other niggaz didn't know me
From my heart to the trigger you my fuckin nigga
And things won't be the same without ya nigga
I remember kickin back, you wanted a 'llac
And goin half on a motherfuckin hundred sack
Smokin blunt after blunt, and steady drinkin
Hung around so much, you knew what I was thinkin
Tell me Lord, why you take big Kato?
So confused not knowing which way to go
I'm goin crazy and runnin out of fuckin time
I can't take it, I'm losin my fuckin mind
So day after day, ride after ride
We'll hook up on the other side
Watch over your family and your newborn
Til we meet again homie - how long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another (Big Kato)
How long will they mourn me? (It's still on nigga)
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
How long will they mourn me?
I wish it would have been another (Yeah)
How long will they mourn me?
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
~~~~
Summer followed Krys and Dom to where Krys had been sitting previously, where the notebook sat. "This was in Micah's room, they gave it to me. In it are the lyrics to some songs he had." Krys explained showing Summer the notebook.
She opened it and saw 'How Long Will They Mourn Me?,' "It's like he knew." She said looking over the words as though she's never seen them before.
~~~~
Damn, a nigga tired of feelin sad, I'm tired of puttin in work
I'm tired of cryin watchin my homies leave the - earth
I know soon one day I'll be in the dirt
And my peoples'll be mournin, when they get a call from the coroner
All niggaz can say is that's fucked up
And get tossed up, reminiscin how we grew up (my nigga)
Rest and love to my nigga Kato, see you in the crossroads real soon
For now let me pour out some brew
I'll be always thinkin of ya homie
Rest in peace.. how long will they mourn me?
We know life's a fuckin trip, and everybody gotta go
But why the fuck it have to be my nigga Kato?
Another nigga fell victim to the chrome
It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my dome
Ya only live once on this earth
A nigga had it bad, since the day, of my motherfuckin birth (uh)
But niggaz say they down and they always be my homie
But when a nigga gone, bow long will ya mourn me? (YEAH!)
I wish it would have been another
How long will you mourn me?!
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
Thug Life boy, Nate, blowin that shit
I wish it would have been another
Nate Dogg do that shit nigga, yeah
How long will you mourn me?!
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
This for my nigga Kato, and all his kids
How long will you mourn me?!
I wish it would have been another
How long.. will they mourn.. my brother
~~~~
"You know what?" Krys asked looking up from the lyrics, "He would have told us to stop cryin about this, and that we're all gonna be together again one day anyway." Krys stopped talking as a single tear excaped her eye and slid down her face.
"He would have," Summer agreed quietly.
~~~~~~~~ A/N: Sorry, once again, I know it's really short, but the people's emotions are captured really well with this song. The next one will be up hopefully by 2morrow unless I go to the Volleyball game (GO LADY BLACKHAWKS!) But we'll see though.Hope yas enjoyed. xoxo Charli