I DONT KNOW HOW TO SAY IT OTHER THAN
I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING,
SACRIFICE EVERYTHING,
WISHING GOD WAS UP FOR NEGOTIATIONS AT THIS POINT,
JUST TO HAVE YOU BACK.
SO HARD TO COME TO GRIP WITH THE FACT,
THAT YOUR NOT HERE.
SITTING ON YOUR FAVORITE COUCH,
LISTENING TO TUPAC.
STILL REMEMBER YOU TEACHING US TO PLAY "MORTAL COMBAT"
YEAH I KNOW I WENT WAY BACK.
I NEED JUST ONE MORE FIGHT BETWEEN YOU AND GRANDMOTHER,
ARGUING OVER WHOSE BAR-B- QUE IS BETTER,
DAMN WHY CANT GOOD TIMES LAST FOREVER.
MAYBE BECAUSE WE WOULDNT KNOW HOW TO HANDLE PAIN,
I CANT BE HANDLING IT TOO WELL, IM GOING INSANE.
WHY WASENT I THERE?
WHY DIDNT YOU JUST CALL ME?
I REMEMBER THE DAYS YOU WOULD TAKE US OUT ON THE BOAT,
BOUGHT A SURBURBAN WITH THE LIL MONEY YOU HAD FOR ALL OF US.
DIDNT KNOW SO MANY PEOPLE KNEW YOU,
PEOPLE IVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE,
HOW CAN ONE PERSON TOUCH SO MANY PEOPLES LIVES,
FROM THE LITTLE BEIGE COUCH?
ILL NEVER FORGET YOU TEACHING ME TO FIGHT IN THE GARAGE,
OR THE PARTIES WE HAD THAT YOU WERE THE LIFE OF,
OR HOW WE GOT SO EXCITED WHEN YOU PULLED UP IN THE BIG TRUCK,
***TEARS COMING DOWN AGAIN, FUCK!!***
ALL I CAN SAY IS I MISS YOU UNK!!!
R.I.P UNCLE GREG!!!!!!!