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the song i cant find a name for
- hey
- this is my life
- like it
- or not
- i live with it
- i sit here...
- thinkin...
- the weight's liftin
- im eating 50 cent spaghetti
- at a diner at 5 in the morning already
- woke up like a bouncing betty
- i look gritty
- and feel completely shitty
- and i hear 2 shots ring out
- its my buddy
- i run out, i hold him, now my clothes are bloody
- he's completely muddy
- the paramedics dont come no matter how much i scream and shout
- into my phone, i get pissed and throw it out
- i tell him he's ok, and he calls me a terrible liar
- he says he sees my tears even though he knows im not a crier
- can see him fade
- his killer comes with his glock, i pull out my blade
- he asks me "has your dawg been sprayed?"
- and laughs and shoots him in the balls
- i throw myself at his ankels to make him fall
- this is a straight up 1v1 brawl
- musta had his cornrows packed too tight
- he lost fight
- i beat his brains out
- with anger and revenge in my sight
- i still wonder all night
- why the ambulance didnt come till it was almost night
- i was filled with fright
- i knew i was gonna take heat
- why do i feel like i came back from a track meet
- i still remebered his pale face
- the times we had spent being chased
- by the cops till we reached 8 mile road
- he had my back,
- i still owed
- him, for saving my life
- and hiding my knife
- when the cops came out
- he had my back without a doubt
- he would've given me the last cup of water during a drought
- if he needed something, all he had to do was give me a shout
- So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about
- he was like a brother
- born to another father and mother
- i still took heat
- once this raps done dont ask me to repeat
- this aint a diss track
- when i close my eyes i can still hear the crack
- of the gun, and while everyone else stood stunned
- i ran
- i saw them hide behind a van
- but after what i dictated before happened
- i havent told you his last words
- that were a bit blurred
- he said, "take my Six Fo' "
- i said no
- you gonna need tomorrow for work
- dont die
- dont be a jerk
- he spit out blood
- all over the mud
- he said, "you a terrible liar "
- fuck the paramedics, someone call a friar
- he shrudders
- and then come the paramedic fuckers
- with some cops
- on of them hops on me
- handcuffs me
- then i realized why
- i took off his jordans
- so they wouldnt get bloody
- or muddy he loved those as much as life itself
- i was dragged away
- had my back, i still owed
- him, for saving my life
- and hiding my knife
- when the cops came out
- he had my back without a doubt
- he would've given me the last cup of water during a drought
- if he needed something, all he had to do was give me a shout
- So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about
- he was like a brother
- born to another father and mother
- dont ever stay in a shitty town
- or you will get shot down
- like a dog in the street
- you'll get shredded into whole wheat
- flour, get some baking soda
- we'll make coke and race a 64 vs a kuda
- but it'll never be the same without him
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