R.I.P Big Dame

Never thought i would be crying the gangsta blues/didn't want to believe it when i got the news/so surprised/kept hearing you died/wanted it to be a lie/feeling so numb inside/on the 5th side of things/on the stoop smoking loosies/bragging on lastnights coochie/or chillin listening to noochie/we shared the same passion for music/the same love for creativity/i will never lose it/and your memory will never die/it will always live in me/but things will never be the same/rest in peace big Dame.

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