love comes and goes
Ed O G & Da Bulldogs Lyrics

Love, comes and goes
Emphasizing the transient and fleeting nature of love.

I saw ya, the day before your death before you took your last breath
Reflecting on seeing someone before their untimely death.

How many of my real niggaz are still left?
Questioning how many of one's true friends have survived.

A lot got killed, and filled a wooden box
Noting the loss of many friends and loved ones.

and went out like ?docks?
Went out abruptly, with no warning.

I can picture when you went down, just like a ?becks?
Recounting the death of a friend, in vivid detail.

Here one day, and gone the next
Recognizing how suddenly a life can end.

We all make mistakes, and these are the breaks
Acknowledging one's own faults and errors.

but I'm, sick and tired, of goin to wakes
Feeling worn down by the frequency of funerals and mourning.

and seein an end, to my friend
Bemoaning the loss of a close companion.

So we kicked it to the L to get some brew and gin
Finding solace in alcohol after a death.

Nobody said nothin everyone was pissed
Experiencing anger and frustration after a loss.

as we got drunk and reminisced
Reflecting on past memories while under the influence of alcohol.

At your funeral, your head we kissed
Honoring the memory of the deceased at their funeral.

Didn't go to the burial, but you'll be missed
Expressing regret at not attending the burial, but still acknowledging the significance of the loss.

That's if you didn't know, from your true friends and not your foes
Asserting that true friends will always honor the deceased.

Now my man, he never had no problems
Recalling someone who led a relatively trouble-free life.

but he got killed, when niggaz tried to rob him
Detailing a senseless act of violence on an innocent victim.

Because they knew when they did it, they couldn't get away with it
Perceiving the perpetrators to have acted without regard for the consequences.

So they killed him, took the dough and split it
Describing the motive behind the murder: robbery.

Thinkin about the money, and not his four kids
Highlighting the unsympathetic nature of the killers.

Loot is worth more than a life
Making a damning indictment on the value society places on material wealth over human life.

cause niggaz livin trife
Blaming the oppressive system for pushing marginalized people towards desperate measures.

My man had four kids, and a wife
Reiterating the tragic ripple effects of the killing.

Now the kids don't have a father and the wife don't have a husband
Emphasizing the lasting and irreparable damage caused by the murder.

because when, you did what you did
Assigning blame to the killers for their actions.

the future of his kids may fall down...
Highlighting how the death of a parent can affect the trajectory of a child's life.

... cause he ain't around
Showing the direct cause-and-effect relationship between the father's death and the potential impact on his children's future.

I went to his funeral, thinkin maybe soon it will be me
Feeling the overwhelming threat of violence in the rapper's community.

cause Boston got a lot of jealousy
Ascribing the violence in Boston to a sense of envy amongst peers.

A lot of people just can't take it when another brother makes it
Identifying success as a potential trigger for hatred and resentment.

When he makes it, that's when they want to take it
Highlighting how success can make someone a target for violence and theft.

But there's one thing I know...
Maintaining a sense of hope and resilience in the face of tragedy.

The most I remember of you, is in the pictures
Remembering a departed father primarily through photographs.

You were my pops and I won't forget ya
Declaring the unwavering love and loyalty to the deceased father.

I wish you coulda been there, to see me grow up
Expressing the deep sadness of the gap left by a father's absence.

Come up like throw up, and blow up, as an entertainer
Becoming successful in the entertainment industry, but acknowledging the bitter aspects of 'rising to the top' such as the precariousness of success.

I think you woulda been proud
Longing for the father's approval and pride, even after his passing.

to see me at a show, and move the crowd
Imagining the father's pride at seeing his son perform live in front of an audience.

Your best friend, shot you over five dollars, that ain't right
Revealing the shocking details of the father's death, specifically its senseless cause.

The money mattered, and not the life
Making a commentary on the way capitalist values can take precedence even over the sanctity of life.

I wonder what you woulda told me, to get a girl and lay her
Revealing a hypothetical conversation topic between father and son, bringing levity to the song's heavy theme.

cause my moms told me you were a player
Acknowledging the father's reputation as a player.

They tell me I'm your spittin image, from the line of scrimmage
Comparing oneself to the father, being told that one greatly resembles him.

but you was wild
Noting the father's youthful recklessness and lack of judgment.

unlike my mother I'm timid
Contrasting the rapper's timid nature to the father's boisterousness.

God works in different ways and it shows
Reflecting on how one cannot plan for everything, and instead must be prepared for the unpredictable nature of life.