you lost all your friends because of this game think you'll buy more later on, but the friends that you bought aren't even the same 'cause all yuor real friends
now Then lie down and get ran through Nobody watches them clocking, the evil men do Faced with the demons, addicted to hearing victims screaming Guess
be optimistic When your homies lying dead on the pavement twisted Y'all don't hear me doe, I'm trying hard to make amends But I'm losing all my muthafuckin friends
got Your babies have babies Now we fighting each other My dogs got rabies They biting each other 'n' it ain't hard to find a friend like mine Big
hell. I wonder if she knows the devils taken off her clothes, deep into her soul slow, now he's in control. Poppas doing worse, a victim of the deadly
pier an niggaz who got fear, of blastin, you too near I've seen big time ballas get took out the game of playa hater-izm, victim, but not my nigga Rame
failed. Then sometimes, with good luck, he will succeed." [Esoteric] Where we livin in the city where the law is 3 strikes We rock Nikes and victims
you are so changed since i met you vague moments seem to come more often why do you use it; throwing your life away tearing your friends and family with
be an oak tree if you can Either way, adapt to circumstance or play your final hand You don't know enigma An attempt to bury the hatchet rendered me victim
the doctor is on born the bastard son of static radiance cloned to welcome in every home lead a blue screen, bruised dream canope victim of the cursed
shots fire. Shot the judge, jury, and the state executioner. Killed the lawyers, clients, and all their friends. Killed off the victim's families one
tucked in the brim Leave the truck to GM Come back to the hood gun tucked in the Tims [Capone] We keep it family, never fuck with a friend I'll body for
t catch the rhymes They need they friends with to show 'em how we wax behinds Please fool, hella stupid I'm assuming probably Couldn't even rock your own family
(He was) Living in deep misery His life was is ruin Not even a family With whom to share his life No friends, no home, no job Lost all hope and faith
back and look behind Humanity fall, creep and die Scream for the sing or for the kids Just for your friends before the end Scream for your mom, your family
stuck the nigga fast Yeah, that motherfuckin snake in the grass We dropped our guards and he got inside us like a virus Now our family reunion done turned into a family
sound silly But it's lockdown straight from Rhode Island to Philly As the crackdown begins, intensity reaches to the maximum And you really get to see who is your friends
call her She was lonely, strippin, had a job at the Shoneys The only one who showed me the real from the phoneys Stayed hangin out with her best friend