Omillo Sparks & Oschino Vasquez - If I Could Do It All Again lyrics

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[Sparks]

That's deep uhh

This some of that get you through your day music that's right

I want ya'll to ride with me

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If if if if if if if if if

If I could do it all again I promise you I would do it different

[Sparks]

If I could turn back the hands of time

I swear I'd go back to spendin a little more time with my grandmom

I remember her smile just like it was yesterday

And her tellin me "kid stay away from the knuckleheads"

But me being a hardhead I'd run to the block anyway

Me and D'bo forty-drinkin', weed-smokin', servin' fiends til the mornin'

Coming home young and restless

Grandma downstairs waiting watchin' the Young & Restless

Soap opera's smilin' happy to see me

Still in one piece deep down she worried bout me

But I'm too young, dumb, and blind to see

They say you don't miss your water until your well run dry

My grandma died man I cried so hard

I swear if I could turn the hands of time I'd to it all over again

I'd been there right by her bed in misdikovia hospital I swear, yeah

[Hook]

[Sparks]

Flatline here comes the doctor I see my momma break down my god

Now I done seen tears fall from the face of a hustla

But screams from my mom sent pain through my spine

So I got to embrace her

I scream momma were all gonna miss nana but you got to get yourself together

Stand strong for her o.k. momma I gotcha

Doctor screaming uh-ha there's nothing else we can do for her

Past hours up with family members bringing balloons and flowers

Sign this signature we all goin miss you grandmama

My nieces and nephews they standing and they confused

Want to know why everyone's crying

I tell em' grandmother's gone away

And she gonna be gone for a long time o.k

And where she's gone it's a better place

You know blue skies white clouds now go and play with Kensache o.k

[Hook]

[Oschino]

If I could do it again, I would do it different

Less time spent in prison, more time in religion

Less time talking more time listening

Learning observing went to school fucked around and been a surgeon

But the hands of time do not go back

And all my niggaz in the dirt in the box they will not come back

Rest in peace Mark, Troy, Ant, Schiz, Mann, Wayne, Rob

All the young niggaz who died before they time

From a place where you deal with the blues

Been shot more than Pac but I ain't make the news

Walk with me, if I could do it again

I can't so I deal with the past

Like Texas inmates deal with the gas

If I die it's no surprise if it's not from old age

But from a young angry nigga with an old gauge

The ghetto motherfucker times is mean

We'd love to have Michael J. Fox time machine

[Hook]