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Written by Jeremy Barnes. Produced by Half Note.
Track 3 from “The College Chronicles.” Listen to the full album here: • J-R3MI - "The College Chronicles" (Deluxe)...
LYRICS:
Step in my shoes, and you’ll know what I feel
When I’m feeling like a bitch-ass friend,
But my bitch-ass friend IS a bitch,
And I didn’t do shit to his ass.
I’ma pass on his offering to redeem himself
‘Cause I already gave him a second chance,
But he laughed it off, and I scoff at his fake-ass,
Clown-ass ways. Today’s the day that I may make
An enemy out of a former friend.
Fuck that bitch, though, there is no end
To his shit, so I’m over it.
Get the fuck out my face when I see your face,
Or I may just fuck it up. You act so tough,
But you ain’t shit. Pussy-ass bitches
Get hit with fists. Let me see what you’re made of.
I’m made of bricks. I’m unbreakable.
Now take this shit.
And no disrespect to my homie Juan,
But if you back his ass up, I’ma fuckin’ bomb
Both you bastards. It’s the wrath of God.
If he’s King Kong, then I’m Godzilla.
A real killer, a fire spitter.
I’ll ignite a bigger dude than me,
Make him lose some weight. Now wait, let’s see
How many years it’ll take. Infinite.
But I’m infinitely me, and that’s definitely great.
When you’re expectin’ handouts from your friends
But don’t return shit, that’s what happens:
You’ll go back home empty-handed,
Lookin’ like a bandit who got back-handed.
You gotta be a friend to receive my friendship
And earn respect. You better count your blessings
And learn respect. Don’t expect no mercy
And don’t forget your own mistakes.
You misplace your judgement in every way.
Think before the shit you say.
Then maybe you won’t get dissed today.
I can’t stop, won’t stop when I gotta show what’s
On my mind and in my heart.
This so-called friendship was torn apart
By your selfish attitude. You lack a clue
On what you do and the way you do it.
Yet you wonder why all the relationships you have are ruined.
I’m telling you why. You’re the problem.
Now stop projectin’ and start to solve ‘em.
Fix yourself or be depressed as hell.
Admit your failures or get hit, impaled.
I don’t give a fuck if I go to jail.
I’ll beat your ass, even get expelled
If you disrespect my name again and again.
Man, this ain’t a game, and I’ll pay the pain
If that’s what it takes. I’ll bake yo’ ass upon the page.
But if you wanna be a bitch, then it’s war we’ll wage.