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Death of a Friend

What time is it
It's time that I align a hit
Never mind the shit
That you were trying to get
 
So what if I am socially fucked
A blow up worse than Hiroshima sucked
 
 
So I'm seeking answers from my black 8 Ball
My best friend OD'd and died for him it's too late yo

He was a good guy. Hooked on drugs
Now we pour out our liquor yeah we shook our mugs
Written by Madintellect (Mike stew)
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