Confused Confrontations - Classified

Now if you load your rifle right

And if you fix your bayonet so

And if you kill that man my friend

The one we call the foe

I’m about to open up your mind a little bit more this time (check it, check it)

It’s like a whole different world now, when a was younger

I hung around this kid who was like my third brother

Watched out for each other, felt another’s pain

And back in the day we even used to dress the same

I know things changed from the world to the game

But the strange thing is, I forget that kid’s name

We grew up on the same block, come for 20 years

I forget how he looks but the past is very clear

We wrote our first rhyme together

Got drunk our first time together

Shit, I thought we’d get signed together

These are days when we still got along

Chilled in the studio and killed every songs

Hey yo, 1996, shortly after graduation

He flipped his attitude, we started having situations

Started acting weird, stealing shit from the mall

And I know it ain’t that bad, but I’m the one who took the fall

(What are best friends for, right?)

Yeah, that’s when I realized that this guy was a asshole inside

Lying, conniving, can’t deal with that shit

Keep on getting me in trouble, I’m about ready to split

Now if you load your rifle right

And if you fix your bayonet so

And if you kill that man my friend

The one we call the foe

Yo, I let the record keep spinning

And everything is different now from the beginning

And try to hang with him, and I can’t say I miss him

I’m trying to elevate, stay away from all the bullshit and keep a mental state

And as the days goes by, yo, the months turn to years

I was running in the clear but always felt that he was there

Always felt he was around, I started feeling weird

How’s this kid affecting me when I ain’t talked to him in years

I couldn’t take it son, I had enough!

So I made my way downtown and got drunk as fuck!

20 minutes walk home, took about a hour

Tried to get sober quick by jumping in the shower

Got out, slipped, hit the toilet, then my blood started to drip from the

forehead

I stumble to my feet and everything became clearer

I saw my best friend, bleeding in the mirror

Now if you load your rifle right

And if you fix your bayonet so

And if you kill that man my friend

The one we call the foe