Adam - Skillz

One of 'em's +Peter Piper+ 12″

Three Serato records, two needles, headphones and four condoms

(*laughing*)

They say they never really miss ya 'til you’re already gone

I keep tryin to tell myself you’re better at home

Ever since the angels claimed you as one of they own

Never told ya some of the things I’m a say in this song

When we first met, it was nothin but love

Taken aback by the fact you even knew who I was

I knew you from the tabloids and read what they said

Only to find out, you was a real hip-hop head

Hardcore Philly kid, doin pretty good

Moved to LA and never went Hollywood

And that was just the start

Of a friendship built on sneakers and '90's hip-hop

Yeah the world was saddened when they lost DJ AM

I’m speakin for those that lost Adam

Fam we miss you so much

Man I wish you know the lives you touched

We tryin to be strong Adam, tryin to hold the tears

And cope with the fact that you no longer here

Feels like we fallin, with nothin to grab

Pushin through our days, some good, some bad (some bad)

Maybe I’m sayin too much

But I want you to know that your name will live on through us (through us)

I swear to God that’s true

And everytime we hear (aww yeah), we think about you

They say everything happens for a reason

And now more than ever, we all know that’s true

But none of us could really know what you was goin through

The only one who could walk in your shoes was you

Surviving a plane crash, I can’t imagine it

But God saw fit for you and Trav to live

And after that, it was never discussed

We all took for granted that you would probably outlive us

I’m just bein real kid

Losin you?

Something that we all still deal with

The fans weren’t the only ones

We lost a friend but two women lost a brother and a son

Now you returned to the essence

And I just wanna say, to be in your presence, that was a blessing

Fam we miss you so much

Man I wish you knew the lives you touched

We tryin to be strong Adam, tryin to hold the tears

And cope with the fact that you no longer here

Feels like we fallin, with nothin to grab

Pushin through our days, some good, some bad (some bad)

Maybe I’m sayin too much

But I want you to know that your name will live on through us (through us)

I swear to God that’s true

So when you hear a (aww yeah), just know that it’s for you

(*echo*)

We miss you man, all of us

Like just, just everything about you like

I wish people had an opportunity to just know you and

Know the kind of person that you were

Like how funny you was, how crazy you was

Times we had

Like remember, remember that time the girl was pulling on your pants leg

When you was DJing and you just started playing +Dumb Girl+

Like in the middle of the party

Or how you would just play rappers' old demos

At like an LA, Hollywood spot, just, just cause you could, ha

How you used to play Alc’s record in the middle of a party, just to piss him off

Or like, just, just your word mixes and how you would mix up certain songs

Like I, I can’t hear those songs without thinking about you

Just the little things man I miss

Like when you made me perform +The Nod Factor+ at Rain at like 2 a.

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I look at you, you’re like «I'm keeping it real»

Ha, remember that?

Or how we used to just analyze rappers' lyrics

And just, all the things that sounded suspect

You be like, aiyyo, ha

Rest in peace, DJ AM, Adam Goldstein (aww yeah …)

(Alright …)