Good Mourning Lyrics - Reflection Eternal - Dj Hi-tek

What's the meanin of ghetto fabulous 

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 

Fuckin 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 (let it be) 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 

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 is 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 gettin cold, so I shivered and asked my soul to be delivered 

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 

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