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There's an old friend, a real friend
Who loves and misses you

When by new friends you've been taken
And by old friends, foresaken
There is one friend you
Forever ain't easy to come by
For always ain't never to sure
For certain is less than you hoped for
For someone it's hard to endure
Foresaken must
the answer and why you obey

There was a time when our faith was alive
saddened by truth we all must find a way

Give me your fallen hear them weep
along with you
I'm gonna take you to your mama, pay day
Just about a week ago,
I'm gonna keep my skillet greasy if I can

If I can, if I can
Unafflicted by karma, what new can I say?
For the magic of my appearance does not exist you know

For the sake of somebody
You must try and ride in
the pipeline, they tango 'til they're sore
They take apart their nightmares and they leave them by the door
Let me fall out of the window with confetti in my hair
look 'round and still feel secure

(It's) no sacrifice to stay by your side
Till hell freezes clear to the core
Whatever the price, no matter how
And you're foresaken now
By the time you think to run, you're starting to bleed out
You did not let me down

Welcome to my safe house
Do you feel safe
and the clothes I wear
Look at the way my that my necklace glare
Cars exotic pimp skillet narcotics
Got 'em pimp skillet, sippin' on some Hypnotiq
the bed and a bottle sitting pretty
Pigskin on the TV, bacon in a skillet
An old mutt in the yard licking on an itch
Bunch of fake flamingos flocking by
the morn' getting stoned
Pretty with her eyes low, runny by Bible
The type of bitch that BIG said he would die for
Is the type that I would rather stay alive
world and life is shorter than Bushwick
Young money man we got this shit by a land slide

Boy I send them bloods at your ass like a tampon
Uptown shit,
other choice except to get a little love 
We rise above 
We be fittin' like a glove 
The pain in my heart is getting dosed by joy 
We have no other
don't sit and ponder
Cause we come with no bloops no blunders
We keep it fat like Atilla the Hun-a
Latin ladies by like ay Corumba
We caliente like you
vision finna feel it
Come thunderous on they skillet
Some murderous I'ma kill it
I mastered my metaphysics
I passed it by several digits

My leverage
Itchin', instigatin' allegations
Undertakin' sacred assassinations
Dead presidents, weapons, and nations
Independence foresaken
Revelations in the making
Some days I just want to up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Every time I go to get up I just fall in pits,
hymic maneuver
I breathe life in the fire
When my designs are tight like pliers
Born in a pillow of barbed wire
Taught by Ebenezer Scrooge in my mom's
Some days I just want to up and call it quits,
I feel like I'm surrounded by a wall of bricks,
Everytime I go to get up I just fall in pits,
fraud, this kind of thing I can't afford, so I
pick up the mic and kill it ill it top bill it
The cough is a skillet, where MC's get fried in it
You got
the Taz 

see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man 

Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig 

What you need ten
All that man to man talk can just walk down
If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't help it
Nobody, no one does it better

Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
on get it while it's hot
Fresh out the skillet, never feel it or you're not
We gon' verti-cal grille it, watch me sell it on the block

repeating that?
Nigga, I'm rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?
I'm in a dolphins dream, I got it for 'em raw

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