The Flyer - Lyrics - Vakill

[Verse 1] Staring at this old show flyer Seems our reputations couldn't get no higher The first time we marquee as headlining acts rewinding back To the final defining crack that would paralyze our comradery Your brotherhoods of commodity, they coulda kept the game I was naïve to your hatred and I fully accept the blame Corporates was putting above you injury em from year one By the time it reciprocated, the damage was near done You struck conniving, stuck a knife in me when I'm thinking it's all love Your intent was to draw blood All along when I was under the wrong impression Now I know this *** is not subliminally dissing me up on stage in serve expression Drunk my drink, it's damn near shattered, stop and think Keep my sanity gathered, it's no longer the concept of family matters Knowing, the day you help that mic We both took an 'L' that night, what was you thinking? [Chorus x2] If it's loyalty in question, then I'll bleed If your life is in the wrong direction, then I'll lead I've extended my hand my whole life But it's your decision to hold tight if plans don't go right [Verse 2] I showed you love from the gate since kingdom introduced us both And when I addressed you as family, then the truth was spoke But when I heard your song, the truth was broke But not because of the ruthless quotes, but it's the principal involved Fetal acts of reprehensible resolve More so relevant: who, what, where, and why and even sense and will to solve But still I supported you, assumed every grief to catch When RCA dropped you and you was having beef with Trech It's not as if it was fly or sentimental and such Our friendship was crushed when the gentle is touched Oh yeah, congratulations on the adrenaline rush, success was just due Nothing but praise worthy comments when *** discuss you If it's beef and bad blood I put the cow on dialysis My style is on some callousness until financially my peeps is improved Maybe one day I rose and leave you swishing Chief with Twista, 'til then for now I keeps it moving [Chorus x2] [Verse 3] Every move made it's like 'What's up with Juice, why we ain't heard from him?' Shoulda been blown up every since the battle occurred with Slim That don't equate success in this game Disdained in thought that every undisputed MC eventually gets fame What you think, the *** win one battle so the war is over? That's just an extra burden toward is shoulder If record deals wasn't rewarding soldiers, we'd all be five-star generals But it's the luck of the draw, makes you realize a remediable I live to see my fans dream envision that cream full wishing Support a seed, whether a trust fund or a mean tuition But to the public eye it seems you missing The anticipation and expectation is too extreme for wishing I hold you down whether you succeed or quit this instance Before I can spit this sentence, blood thick, nothing can split this friendship Try and go for life with me, ya heard Let's get off our *** and take what we rightfully deserve [Chorus x2]