Kitchen Table

Yea, snakes on the grass
Homie, you arrived for sure
Lotta them who swam with you
Wanna drive the boat
Lotta them who roll with you
Hate you copped a whip
Lotta them who ate with you
Wanna light the stove
This what I mean homie
When you keepin’ real
Sometimes you see it coming
Wonder what convos were had
Between Nipsey and London
This the last supper like the day of Jesus
Pray and eat

Make sure y’all playing Stevie Wonder at my funeral
“Rocket Love” at my funeral
Make sure them pretty flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
Blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
Blue at my funeral

Make sure y’all playing Stevie Wonder at my funeral
“Rocket Love” at my funeral
Make sure them pretty flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral
(R.I.P)
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral

I wonder what Martin told Coretta
Before he got wet up
Probably was some words around the lines
“Don’t let up, we got history
But know that when I’m gone
My life gone be apart of history
Save yourself the misery
From crying over spilled milk
Yolanda needs to see you smile
Easier said, but I kind of think
To see tomorrow is slim for me
I’ve been to the mountaintop
No promising, I think the promise land
Is right where I’ma land
That is if God forgive me like you did, Coretta
I slept around with women, you knew this, Coretta
But no, I ain’t love them though
If you want I’ll take the couch tonight but, woman know
Before I die, don’t cut me off
I know you hate it when I speak of death
I had a dream about it ‘Retta
Take a deeper breath and listen to me
This next speech might be visionary
My next days might be temporary
But let your weeps be for cemeteries only
I left the seat for my family and homies
Pardon me, my counterparts
Want you to know I gave you all of me
Shall I depart? Time will tell
But in the mean time, goodnight, it’s dark
I love you in a place where color ain’t a thing
Water hoes, racism and dogs barkin’
Coretta Scott you are a Queen with out a King
The world saw a Doctor but you saw Martin”

Make sure y’all playing Stevie Wonder at my funeral
“Rocket Love” at my funeral
Make sure them pretty flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
Blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
Blue at my funeral

Make sure y’all playing Stevie Wonder at my funeral
“Rocket Love” at my funeral
Make sure them pretty flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral
(R.I.P)
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral

I wonder what Pac told Jada
Before he got sprayed up
Probably was some words around the lines
“Don’t wait up, we got history
But know that when I’m gone
My life gon’ be apart of history
You the closest person in my circle
Jada, please make sure you circle the block
And tell the whole hood exactly why I ended up shot
Not cause I snitched, not for money
Not for moving them rocks
But ‘cause I’m real without a filter
That’s the usual response
East Flamingo, Koval Lane
We was crusin’, then stopped
You know the rest, but at this point
Jada, I’m cruisin’ with God and
Heaven do got a ghetto, Jada
Heaven do got a ghetto, but I’m prayin’ for y’all
Remember everything I told you
When detained by the law
Remember every letter written
From a cell, ‘hind a bar
And tell Kidada that I’m sorry ‘bout the timing and all
And tell Keisha that I love her with all of me
And tell them 95A1140 was just
Another shot to kill a young black hero
The same way the pipe in the
80’s got my Black Queen
Tell Afeni that I loved her as a crack fiend
I know with out me that it ain’t the same, Jada
I know you felt I left you out to hang, Jada
But one thing that’ll still remain
The world knew Pac but you knew Lesane, Jada”

Make sure y’all playing Stevie Wonder at my funeral
“Rocket Love” at my funeral
Make sure them pretty flowers lookin’ beautiful
Don’t be blue at my funeral
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral
(R.I.P)
Everybody rockin’ blue at my funeral
(R.I.P to Nipsey)
Blue at my funeral