(Mr. Cheeks)
 Aiyo my first thoughts was stop when my man left
 I started drinkin more thinkin of my mans death
 then I thought he wouldn't want to see me [bad word]  when he handed me the ball I promised I won't fumble
 and I wont, stood on the field implore the real
 these player haters hate so much now they resolve to kill
 got your pictures it aint the same without the laugh
 I pour liquor in the grass think about the past
 if there was no one I could speak with I could speak with you
 you knew all I was into what ive been through
 they couldn't [bad word] with us kid we was off da chain
 blew the spot up when we came and got inside the game
 from street cats we brought it to the main stream
 it was an honor playin with you on the same team
 ya namely a very great deal to me
 its only right I step it up you kept it real with me 
 [bad word] Stephen Marley)
 and when that [bad word] were gonna be like every children
 and when that [bad word] everyone is gonna enjoy themselves

(Mr. Cheeks)
 aiyo I'm thinkin yous about [bad word] through at any minute
 bless your [bad word] on the track, put some flavor in it
 just a thought, I'm knowin that your not around
 can't forget how we did it in and out of town
 held it down, maintained, still inside the game
 listen ever since you left it hasn't been the same
 niggaz change, fam lookin at me strange
 was goin on with cheeks peeps hating different things

 no doubt I'm hearing everything they say
 he don't live around they way, why should I stay?
 I play the hook but don't stay understand that
 bein on the block aint bringin my man back
 those who know me know me
 straight love they show me, they can't hold me in the game
 Aiyo wassup with oby, maintain
 in talkin to my lost souls see you when I get there meet you at the crossroads
 [bad word] 
 and when that [bad word] is when I get a chance to tell you I love you
 and when that [bad word] we gonna be yea yea yea yea

 (Mr. Cheeks)
 what went wrong all I know is that my mans one that made my mens strong
 on my own two I stand on
 right along I think about how we were like the bomb
 right before we perform let me write a song,
 how you used to do, represents all you knew
 Aiyo taliek 21 gun salute for you
 on top of losing you I lost you in the worst way
 now that's some [bad word] them niggaz killed you on my birthday
 open presents nah said my [bad word] tai dead
 celebrating birthdays with that [bad word] in my head
 think about the time when we would chill,
 up in 1 and 2 in back in Richmond Hill
 yeah that [bad word] was real, us young niggaz growin up
 whoever thought we would start bubbling and blowin up
 but we did, survived it all I wish you did,
 I could speak for all the boyz we miss you kid
 [bad word] till end...