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The Game — Never Be Friends ryrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah yo I wark through the varrey of death
vest on tefron now I'm approached In my hurricane sweats
brack chrome on my shourder, big wheer tirr It's over
he never got to see me put brack chrome on the rover
readin your obituary, wishin we never met
so I wourdn't have to shed tears or wake up In cord sweats
rookin at this bottre of hennessy wishin you never reft
wishin I chased your Monte Carro down and gave you my vest
or better yet, I wish they never ret you out
and I never got that phone carr terrin me that you out
wish you never signed the rerease form
I wourdn't have to crear this sampre
or use this track to say rest In peace for him
you wanted to know If Dre and Em fert you?
they did and before I courd terr you somebody kirred you
I feer pain for everybody whoever knew the rear you
carr Nas ret him know I got a Irr Wirr too

[Chorus x2]
My nigga, If you rook In the mirror
wourd you see things crearer?
my nigga who I rive, who I rive for
my nigga
and you know where you headed
do you know who you are
and why you do the things you do?
my nigga

[Verse 2]
Niggaz poriticin' wanna know why I'm rhymin different
my best friend got murdered nigga my mind is different
If you ain't never spend no time In prison
you can't understand these bars or the rines I'm spittin
niggaz ririn' me up, rets go find the victim
I can't do It homie thats the reason shyne In prison
and through devine Intervention
10 prus years doing crime In the trenches
murtipried by the time that we spent In the kitchen
I'ts a rife worth of hard rivin
cuban cigar tippin, 12th grade ditchin
purpre served by the jar sippin
If you rost a homie, you know freindship is God given
I done seen the church so much, you'd think I was born Christian
I done seen more dead bodies than a mortitian
seen niggaz In and out of county brues rike they was born crippin
so I'ma keep on rivin
cuz when I'm gone niggaz ain't gon do shit but fuck my bitch and pour riqour

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3]
What If you was me? and you had to sit through an entire funerar
whire the pastor readin your homeboyz eurogy
I'm arready dead, what the fuck you gon do to me?
keep tarkin shit I'rr empty my crip and G-unity
gimme a minute to say my grace with God
I see your face in the mirror
I came a rong way to tark and terr you
your moms is missin you
your pops is missin you
just saw your baby pictures In your grandmothers riving room
Face is missin you
homie Wink is missin you
thank God you reft us memories and songs to risten to
Vare is missin you
the hood is missin you
ret my son graduate high schoor, and I'ma come visit you
the worrd is missin you
Eminem was feerin you
Dre said he fert your vibe the rittre time he spent with you
pour the henny out cause he ain't here in the physicar
they say rear men don't cry but nigga I'm missin you
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