We used to be part of the same thing
But now you make strides for the gold ring
You make our sacred ground into a slaughterhouse
You used to look me in the eye but now you look me up and down
Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision, and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways
Step up for the crew to represent
But what do you stand for? You only resent
It was all for one, but now you blew it
I know you're not down and I can see right through it
Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision, and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways
What you give is what you get, and I know it's not respect
What you give is what you get, jealous ways you'll soon regret
Competition, always looking out for self
Indecision, and then your friendship fell
No religion, no ethics in your ways
I pray for you to see the error of your days
I pray for you to see the error of your ways
What you give is what you get, and I know it's not respect
What you give is what you get, jealous ways you'll soon regret
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