Cuban Link - Letter to Pun

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What up twin. I’m just sittin back man thinking about all the good
times we

had. There’s a lot of things been going on since you been gone. I
just thought it

was time for me to sit down and write you a letter. You know what I
am sayin,

a letter from the heart.

Before I take a shot, I always make a toast to the sky, blow some
smoke in

the air so we both can get high. At night I hold my rosary’s tight
and hope

to get by. Close my eyes and ask the lord why he chose you to die.

Though, I believe in God, I chose my own road cuz of pride I don’t
abide

to no bible cuz most of them lie. Life’s like a roller coaster
ride, just try to

hold on and drive its all about surviving, one day we all gonna die.

I tried to hide all these feelings I was holding inside, cuz they
always told me

thugs ain’t suppose to cry and show there emotional side. But, it
soaked up

my eyes cuz I never had nobody really close to me die. Couldn’t

understand it at first, so how do this work you were just here full
of cheer,

now I’m following your hearse. It’s outta this earth, I felt
like I was damn

with a curse, had to light candle in church to handle the hurt. In

retrospect, I
always respect the man that you were, a man of your word that always
put his family first. With talent superb all you wanted was to be
heard. And You got your chance all of your fans are proud of your
work. You made it outta of the dirt and got on top of the world, but
you still stood in the hood with your son and 2 little girls. You in
iced out chains, your wife was rockin’ the pearls, you lived a
ghetto fabulous life, the Bronx was your borough.

And when the fame came you never
changed. You kept it so thorough. We did the same thing, poppin
champagne to we earled. You shocked the world, twin, every time you
rapped on a track. You had cats like “How this fat dude could flow
like that?” Is he black? Is he packin the mack in the back of the
acc? The only Spanish rapper to snatch up a platinum plaque. That’s
a fact. It’s been written in stones, from here to Rome, when it
comes to spittin them poems. You sit on the throne.

I wish you was home. Life is so
different alone. Spoke to Liza and the kids, little Chris is so
grown. He’s your own spittin image. It’s just like you were
cloned. You know I treasure Manda and Sesha, like they were my own.
Liza’s still tryin to get it together. She had your back through
the stormy weather. For that, I will never forget her. Times are
tougher then leather. As for me, things could be better. I needed to
clear my head up, that’s why I had to write you this letter.

Since you been gone, Joe’s been
stronger then ever, still with Laurena. How can he go to bed knowing
he’s stealin your cheddar? About a mil or better. To me he’s as
real as pleather. We built this together. Still, in all he had me set
up. I should of known better. I let it ride for too long. Let it
slide for too long. Let it hide for too long. Now I am tryin to move
on without tryin to do wrong, but my pride is too strong.

I’m a ride through the storm with a
hundred troops strong. No bullet-proof’s on. Glocks cocked and
locked “n” ready to shoot form. I’m just tryin to put you on
twin, to what’s going on. A lot of back stabbin since you been
gone. A lot of whack rappin comin from the so-called Don. A lot of
black ballin happenin. No matter twin, I’m still going strong.

Tony’s still singin songs, tryin to
swing it along. He’s no longer foundation, sayin Joe put him on.
He’s dead wrong. Armeggedion still ain’t on. Prospect- back in
the projects, livin with moms. Word’s born. Remy’s the realist,
she know what the deal is, feelin like there is still a chance.
Wishin you could come and heal us. But the thrill is gone, I’m no
longer part of that. I’m back where I started at. That’s where
my heart is at, cuz God knows how hard I scrap to try to keep it from
this. I been a team player, he chose to play at his own risk. Sunkiss
still comes around, we still get down. We puff a pound whenever Chuck
and C come into town. Toom is illin, he’s down in Orlando makin a
killin. Buildin his own army with soldiers, ready and willin. Me and
Seis still be chillin. He’s fine as well. Still rhymin, still
grindin, only time will tell. Gilly’s stressed out, tryin to figure
out his next route. Feelin left out. No more T.S, he checked out. Xed
out his tattoo’s , but he still got you. B is still with me. “Full
A Clips” our old school crew. He stayed true, always been the
coolest nigga we knew. Booby’s up in the videos with “you know
who.” You was the glue to the puzzle, the key to the struggle, the
reason I even chose to be in this hustle. Twin, I love you. No
matter what or who tries to judge you. There’s nothing worst than
family and friends tryin’ to fuck you.

I stuck through it all, and this is
what it all lead up to. It’s the closest ones to you that will
stick it in and cut you. So much for being humble. I’m comin
through with the shovels. Tombstones and all, and turn the hard rocks
to rubble. On the double, so you can be at peace with your troubles.
Cuz even after death, you stress from all these scuffles. Guzzle the
liquor, snuffing walls till there’s blood on my knuckles. Watchin
the devil chuckle, hopin I break down and buckle. In this jungle,
it’s all about survival of the fittest. Though you died, you never
rid us. Twin your still alive in spirit. I can feel it. I know your
up in heaven right now, hangin out in thugs mansion. You and Pac,
whilin out. Livin the kings lifestyle, with platinum wings iced out.
Bet you and Biggie in the Angel’s lounge, poppin Crystal. Getting
high with Freaky Ta, lightin up white owls. Thuggin it out with Big
L, rollin dice on the clouds. Aaliyah, smilin down. Left Eye is still
type wild. Buggin out, partyin, every body’s up in the house. You
kickin freestyles while Master J hypes up the crowd. Aint no fights
breakin out, it’s all love right now.

I’m just writing down how I feel.
Hopin you hear me. Puttin my heart and soul in it, so you can see it
all clearly. I hold you dearly in my thoughts cuz like you there’s
no other. Sincerely Yours, Cuban Link, your twin your brother. Baby I
love you!

I still got your back twin. Your
brother’s here. You even got your own day up in the Bronx. We on
top of the world. Yeah I’m a ride with you baby. I’ll always ride
with you til the day I die. That’s my word.

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