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new joint from Ridicule & Will.....lil track 'bout old friends....fiyah as usual

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ridicule1

ridicule, mic kingz, m.i.c., dus, d.u.s.

yo whassup, it's DA KID! straight outta Harrisburg, PA...rollin' wit my crew, M-I-C & D.U.S.: Mr. William, Positive, Boogie, Jae Flame, Trademark, Dyverse, etc.....chea chea!!

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap

Charts

Peak #1,686

Peak in subgenre #266

Uploaded

August 17, 2004

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00

Lyrics

Hook: Ridicule
Verse 1: Ridicule
Verse 2: Will

**Hook**
no idea on where i'm going, but i know where i've been/
and sometimes i just sit back, remenisce about old friends/
i wonder why they left me, was it my plan to leave them?/
will there be a time in my life when they come back again?

Ridicule:

you never know who's real or not when you growing up/
will they be there when you cry or just show up when you blow up?/
remember elementary days? playing at recess/
spit into our hands & shake, saying that we the best of friends/
never ending, sleepovers on weekends dawg/
one week you're at my house, the next week i'm at yours/
you the victor when we'd ball, you was richer i was poor/
remember when i saw your sexy sister in her drawers?/
and i would get to crackin' jokes, but you weren't laughing though/
saying "man that's my sister, shouldn't be lookin' at her yo"/
my bad, but her Victoria Secrets weren't a secret/
i'd creep from ya room & peep it frequent on the weekends/
Jesus, i was a devious demon, always decieving & scheming/
to recieve what i was seeking, never seen while i was peeking/
never dreamed that you'd be leaving me behind/
you never seemed to be da kind to delete me from ya mind, yeah/

**Hook** 2x
no idea on where i'm going, but i know where i've been/
and sometimes i just sit back, remenisce about old friends/
i wonder why they left me, was it my plan to leave them?/
will there be a time in my life when they come back again?

Will:

this is far from a pop song, listen up/
this is blood leaking through a beat, from a poet's arm/
i'm doin this for my dogs/
i don't need a super producer to ruin my music/
nah, just the few that i'm used to having around when i do's this/
can't you see what i'm doing, i'm moving towards another level baby/
rap is my hustle, i looked at you like we were closer than brothers/
passin' around each other's baby's mothers/
now you actin' bitch made like a played cock sucking, motherfucker/
you cold shoulder'd your own soldier, man i see what you 'bout/
my life, my struggle, my hustle no doubt/
i'ma wear your ass out like a fat ho's mouth, let's go/

**Hook** 2x
no idea on where i'm going, but i know where i've been/
and sometimes i just sit back, remenisce about old friends/
i wonder why they left me, was it my plan to leave them?/
will there be a time in my life when they come back again?

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