Dead Homies (extended)

Artist: RandyB305 Album: Blues Collection Listen / Download MP3 Lyrics: # Dead Homies ## Verse 1 Two wild boys running Miami streets Bold young hearts, wasn't no retreat Sticky Ricky with his val-lay smile Stealing Porsches, cops chasing for miles I ran like the wind in my red Trans Am Chasing thrills without a damn Young and dumb, nothing to lose Now I'm old, my memories are blue ## Chorus Dead homies, memories that won't fade Brothers in crime, the prices we paid Living fast like there's no tomorrow Now all I've got is grief and sorrow Dead homies, whispering in my head Warning signs from friends long dead When these gates finally set me free Will I be another tragedy? ## Verse 2 Gladiator School taught us how to stand Two crazy white boys, learn to be a man Planet of the Apes and smoking joints Laughing loud at the danger points You promised to wait, to help me run But Krome Avenue claimed another son Forty-five bullets telling your tale Another ghost from a robb'ry that failed ## Chorus Dead homies, memories that won't fade Brothers in crime, the prices we paid Living fast like there's no tomorrow Now all I've got is grief and sorrow Dead homies, whispering in my head Warning signs from friends long dead When these gates finally set me free Will I be another tragedy? ## Verse 3 Junkie Joey loved to smoke crack Swore he'd change but the pipe called 'im back A knife against a pistol, a fatal chase Another friend who lost the race Ken, Keith, Ricky, Todd, and Dave Melody's smile gone to the grave All these ghosts follow me around Until my time to leave this ground [guitar solo] ## Final Chorus Dead homies, memories that won't fade Brothers in crime, the prices we paid Living fast like there's no tomorrow Now all I've got is grief and sorrow But their sad stories I still tell Until that day we meet in hell When these gates finally set me free Their ghosts might show a path for me Dead homies, memories that won't fade Brothers in crime, prices we paid Living fast like there's no tomorrow Now all I've got is grief and sorrow My dead homies still live in my song Their bones are bleached but their memory lives on When these gates finally set me free Their ghosts might show a path for me When these gates finally set me free Their ghosts might show a path for me When these gates finally set me free Their ghosts might show a path for me Dead homies. Genre: blues Style Prompt: Slow Delta Blues, male vocals, distorted electric guitar, 58bpm Copyright Owner: Randolph Baggett ([email protected])