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Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Got the Chevy on the highway Sun shinin' and the summer rain's comin' down Comin' down Lookin' back on good times You and me, we was on the way Small town with our names in the marquee now The marquee now Those were the good times Yeah, the stage was a lot of fun I drank all night long And when it was all said and done You'd carry me home, come on Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Letras de canciones Wrote a letter, you was locked down And I never knew if it made it there Made it there You was always on my mind Sent some money to your family now Let 'em know that I'm here and I still care I still care I won't leave them behind Gave a hug to your first son Tears fell down my face He looks and acts just like you In every way, come on Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Shawty Fatt If I never told you that I loved you If I never said that to your face Man, I'm sorry 'cause I really did and I really do Ever since Gadsden, when we were kids You was always my favorite Told you if I ever got a record deal, I'd put you on, and I did For that I'm proud, but, it was a hard road Homie, what a tough act to follow Eminem gave me a record deal And I hit the road, it made you feel hollow But you never showed it, you just smiled All you ever said was, "Wolf, I'm proud" "Wolf, go kill 'em," "Wolf, you've got this" And you stayed at home and held mama down She called you son, I called you brother You even caught the heart of my grandmother And when you got sick, she came to visit On my behalf, and she kept you covered Severed son of a preacher man A quiet prophet with a raspy voice Every time you picked up a microphone The crowd stopped in awe 'cause they had no choice (Yeah) Like yesterday (Yeah) Like you never left (Yeah) Slumerican on your gravestone (Yeah) And the legacies beyond death I broke in half, when I lost you I guess I couldn't see then what I gained My guardian angel in the streets And a fightin' spirit to maintain, Jerrico Yeah, keep it dusty Slum shit, G.A.D, motherfucker Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down Ooh, ooh I'm throwin' rocks at your window Know you're up there in a big house lookin' down From Letras Mania