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[Sampled Vocal Intro]

[Chrous 
1 
‐ 
Sample]

[Verse
 1 
‐ 
JR. Gong]
These 
later 
days 
in 
Babylon
As
 I
 watch
 your 
children 
grow
And
 the 
years 
them 
carry
 on
And 
I 
miss 
you
 even
 more
Still
 I 
send 
them 
go 
to
 school
And
 tell 
them
What 
dem 
fi
 know
All 
of 
mi
 friend
 dem
 mi 
salute
Daddi gon and Lenny
 Screw
Another 
year 
has 
come
 and
 past
Man
 a 
drop 
like 
morning 
dew
Uncle 
Warrick
 sick 
and 
gone
When 
him 
couldn’t catch
 a 
flew
Picka 
T 
you 
a 
mi 
don
Respect 
long 
and 
overdue
When 
nothing 
never 
did 
a 
gwan
You
 still 
have 
on 
somethin’
 new
Our 
friendship 
ever 
last
All 
when 
one 
minus 
from
 few
Yes 
we 
surely 
had 
a 
blast
We’re 
like 
family Me
 and 
you
A 
nuh 
every 
path 
you 
cross
Lead 
to 
somebody 
whe 
true
Of
 the 
many 
that 
are 
called
Only 
chosen 
is 
a
 few

[Chorus 
2 
– 
JR. Gong]

Of 
the 
real 
friends 
that 
serve 
you
 long
Your 
memories 
might 
fade
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long
Sunshine 
or 
rain
Your 
real 
friends 
will 
serve 
you 
long
Acquaintances 
will 
fade
Your 
real 
friends 
wont 
do 
you 
wrong
Real
 friend 
don’t 
change

[Verse
 2
 –
 Nas]
Only
 talking 
with 
winners
A
 loser 
or 
two
Got 
my 
number
Still 
they
 think 
they 
real
But 
they 
just 
really 
awfully 
bitter
Salty 
n-ggaz Hate
 the 
smarter 
ones
These 
are 
the 
doubters
Who
s our
 ‘bout 
my 
run
I
 barely 
made 
it 
out 
the 
slums
My
 value 
high Cause 
I 
do 
more 
than
Rap 
about 
a 
gun
I
 made
 money 
for 
n-ggaz
Ya’ll 
never 
looking 
out 
for 
none
I
 helped 
millionaires 
get 
to 
that 
very 
position
Some 
real 
millionaires 
see 
that’s 
ill
Cause 
look 
at 
statistics
Real
 millionaires
And 
I
 ain’t 
talking 
ghetto 
riches
Thorough
 business
You
 mistreating 
n-ggaz
Heard 
your 
folks 
bleed 
in 
prison
You
 ain’t 
a 
G
And 
if 
you 
was
I 
don’t 
recall
Who
 would 
roll 
with 
ya’ll
Bunch
a 
f-cking 
know 
it 
alls
Who’s 
dough 
is 
small
Look 
what’s 
it 
come
 to
Our 
rapport’s 
good 
no 
more
We 
was 
good
 before
Till 
I 
saw 
what 
type 
a 
dude 
you 
took 
me
 for
We
 had 
a 
chance
 to
 take 
paper 
down
What
 I&#

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