Good Mourning

Good Mourning Lyrics

Good morning, Brooknam, another stop on the train
We come to a stop that everybody got to make
Whether you local or express

What's the meanin' of ghettofabulous?
Not ridin' the back of the bus, I'm a revolutionary antagonist
Some playas is mad at us for just doin' our music out of love
Some underground heads is hatin' 'cause we have fun at clubs

I'm probably on some government list for my rhymin'
You a fool if you don't think they already tapped your line
Medicine is big business so my remedies is herbal
It's music is for the people so we Reflection Eternal

Listen, you hear the difference between science and science fiction
We blow it out like if you leave on every appliance in the kitchen
At once still rolling kind bud in Cuban blunts
On the corner watchin' how kids comin' to Brooklyn for they fronts

Niggas run past what they need chasing after what they want
f**kin' chumps, you walk down the street and get jumped
Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of town no lookin' back
When you a ghetto chef you mastered the art of cookin' crack

Some get caught sleepin' on the Mother City so when they go
They come back as tales of niggas we used to know
Never looked up to see the stars in all they heavenly glory
Just straight ahead 'cause the peripheral is buildings with mad stories

Not floors but dramas is played out, shorties get laid out
Like respect and fade out like TV sets
Into the banks of our memories we'll never forget you
Lyin' on your deathbed askin' for God to bless you

Good mourning, good afternoon, good night
What have you done with your life?
Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light
You only scared to die when you ain't livin' right, man
I'm puttin' up a hellafied fight
Stay awake to the ways of the world

I need you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin'
With your attention span I understand that I ain't playin'
You mistaken if you somehow think it's just me you facin'
Starin' me down while your enemy is standin' adjacent

My heart is racin' but I know just what I stand for
We chasin' death carelessly like Jessica 'I care' Moore
Who said, "Just because no one can understand how you speak
Don't necessarily mean that what you be sayin's deep"

In case you die in your sleep you ask the Lord for a blessin'
Sometimes they sneak up so quiet that the silence is deafenin'
You'll never know who the assassin is until it's your time to go
Your life is flashin', askin' for forgiveness but you move too slow

Now the people that you love bear the pain that you once harbored
You was livin' for yourself so you could never be a martyr
Life is hard, death is harder; you somebody baby father
Someone's lover, son of your mother
Somebody brother, somebody nigga

Now your spirit in the air like a whisper
Hearin' your name mentioned when we pourin' out some liquor
The days go by quicker and the nights don't seem to differ
It's getting cold, so I shivered and asked my soul to be delivered

Good morning, good afternoon, good night
What have you done with your life?
Everybody time comes to be embraced by the light
You only scared to die when you ain't livin' right, man
I'm puttin' up a hellafied fight
Stay awake to the ways of the world
To the ways of the world

Yo, the time come for everybody
It ain't somethin' you can really prepare for

Yo, yo, Mad Duke, rock, rock on and
Curtis Mayfield, rock, rock on and
Grover Washington, rock, rock on and
My Aunt Hazel, rock, rock on and

Big L, rock, rock on and
Freaky Tah rock, rock on and
Jerome Green, rock, rock on and
Slang Ton, rock, rock on and
We celebrate life, we celebrate life