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Rollin with it
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Anger I'm done with the lies
No longer looking
Into your eyes
Everything you took
Without asking
Stealing, yes that's it
Our friendship is falling like dusk
You don't realize it one bit
Through with your
Coniving, Concocting, Conspiring
Ripped out my core
Seems I'm firing
You
Failed
As my friend
Fibs became stale
Truth is real
I can see it
Your mind is your jail
Only you can fit
I've made my decision
I'm rollin with it
I'm sick of your bitchin
This is the last hit
But this time it's mine
Not yours for the giving
Eat your words
The taste is not for the living
You can't hurt me
Anymore
Don't care where you'll be
When I take the last score
This is it
You're out the door
I've made my decision
I'm rolling with it
11-27-01
