'...But when the closest ones to you turn their back on you....' (Hook) Goodbye my friend The silence coming down on me The things you did the words you said were not for me And the road that I have to run is so long Have no time to hang around now so long Verse 1 (Ras Ka**) Monster! No energy drink Rough as ice (...) brawls welcome into the rink Served the n***a cyanide bar tending their drinks I got 'em coughing up blood till their Hennessey pink You know how n***as be in the clink Same way n***as be in the streets Wilding, while in cold hearted I could freeze in the heat Drink kerosene and pee in the street Violent, styling i'm like the black of (?) riding back of gators f** you non believers ain't a rapper greater Pack of haters doing numbers with a calculator Want the keys the city? you gotta to respect the mayor Usain Bolt we dont run the same 'loc I'm the future of hip-hop you just s** the same bone Watch rap videos wondering if they tell the truth or not? Nope! Say hi to the real n***a 'Guten Tag' (Hook) Goodbye my friend The silence coming down on me The things you did the words you said were not for me And the road that I have to run is so long Have no time to hang around now so long Verse 2 (Ras Ka**) I took the microphone plug jacked it in my wrist vein Embarra** men like white boxers with a sh** stain Top five want the money I can miss fame Till legally adopt ba*tards than Brad Pitt's dame Look man (mayne) y'all reacted Want something, get successful then y'all attracted To me that groupie call that the wackness I catch the Holy Ghost on tracks 'sounds of blackness' I should call my own speed dial the n***a from 'Green Mile' Battling me? Forget about it, senile Meanwhile, Felipe Child (?) bound Suit at the (?) awards but he stay down So catch me at 'Greenhouse' 'Jared' and 'Alex' table Exotic stable, body shot nut on b**hes navel Watching ankles get crossed like the rukus Part time s**ers 'adios' motherf**ers! (Hook) Goodbye my friend The silence coming down on me The things you did the words you said were not for me And the road that I have to run is so long Have no time to hang around now so long Verse 3 (Ras Ka**) We used to be kids with a dream Nigs' on the team I shine, you shine Since day one, no in between I used to pull you up the corporate ladder You network more net worth, the purpose mattered I pulled you up again then the circus shattered The goal, somehow homie, you lost sight of the whole There's no 'I' in the team, fame made you bolder When you believe you just wipe your feet on my shoulders? Huh? I'm a self made real one So you might win some, but you just lost Don Juan I don't respect that I love you too much to beef homie But I don't accept that You stay Freddy but you dont have to get ready Ras Ka**, Vetirano(?) Elemeno The clock is tocking, listen close, Adios!