John Vietnam - Can't Be Friends lyrics

I remember being young and watchin nickoledon Now you gotta learn to tell apart from your phony friends But thats why i still chill with real crew Understand what i speak cause i feel you Remember four bags of chips were a dollar Now we conscious of the monsters that put colors on our collars Seperatin cla**es on economic status Later we can wonder whose salary the fattest whats it matter? Man that ain't how it supposed to be I dont wanna live for the dream that they sold to me I dont have many things but what i do i hold close to me Im tryna cope so i can be the change i hope to see But no cause hope is just an opiate A concrete chrysanthemum has flowered in his loneliness Yeah and he wonders where his homies is Most of them are gone just in a song that he wrote for them Remember when i didn't have to stress so much Still blessed tho and i ain't tryna to press my luck This the road of life im rollin loaded dice Its how i cope inside keepin hope alive Back then... If the beat cry then these are pain verses Everyday you walk outside a changed person/ ain't worth it Livin conditions rippin apart driftin far from livin with God Times a fickle thimble with which he fiddled with his scars My life song this'd probably be the one I keep it movin like progression of the drum till im done And where im from i learned to walk real cautious Often in a coffin have to count these losses But we bounce back and this the sound of that If this is all a dream then im feelin like insomiacs Sometimes im lazy tho sometimes the days bleed Then i realized that these people feel the same thing Selling blow, had got my dude paid and I still show love but today my homie locked away/ See the problem with perception is a lesson is subjective/ And the shadow of a second has potential to be treacherous Remember... I pray that i dont lose my faith Yeah we lost another friend today Praise to the concrete a flower had bloomed But the younger they come then the colder the tomb I see reflections in the sediment I bring bouquets to the grave my only sentiment Your soul is somewhere in the ether God is always strange to us and now you got the chance to meet Her What are words worth to the earth's dirt I wish you coulda listened to my first verse Give some feedback i need that you did too Ain't no chance for collaboration with you I knew a man named Lazarus If you could do what he could do im sure it would've flattered him Time pa**es and im cursin at my wristwatch So you get this i hope you still listen to hip-hop