Wake up for god sake your break time is over
Stir up all these feelings inside of her
Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club
I hate to break the racist hate up to ya, but i'm beaten up,
Our friendship grew, we were another's half
Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks
But money never lasts, in fact it's only last
Or i'll come break ya back dressed up in a jason mask,
It makes the friendship special right to the end
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit
Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship
Flyer than the rest of them
This friendship has fallen,
Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit
Rappers i look up to they got records, i'mma break that shit
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