Friends. Drugs. Violence. Thugs. This is the official version of Toxic. |
You told me we were friends forever That's why we always stuck together You were stronger and better But now you fragile as a feather We were a legend, like a parable Your jokes were hysterical Seeing you fade away was unbearable Drugs destroyed you, it was terrible You thought you could take it I knew you you wouldn't make it Smoked a blunt and you were faded Popped and drank and you were wasted We were meant to coexist Not be in this plot twist When Death gave you a kiss Your life was dismissed I hope ya'll are paying attention For if there's something I should mention If you're in juvenile detention Then you should learn your lesson As long as your off the streets Staying out of the heat You can avoid the drug retreat And not get hacked up like meat If you have a similar situation Don't get stuck in hesitation Send that friend to rehabilitation Give them a chance to fix their reputation Saving a life is not a mission to abort There's so much help now, so find a resource Every life matters so help them find the right door Having your friend back is the greatest reward I knew another guy who had another type of trouble He was a little crazy and was always very subtle Then he found a gang, who took him in like a funnel Next thing you know, he was in a concrete jungle They took him in because he was full of hostility At first it was a gamble full of probability If they didn't, he might be killed; it was a possibility So he said "I'll join as long as you can deal with me" Unlike the other story, he wasn't into drugs In other words, he was a hot headed thug But one day, he got shot and killed when he was mugged Now he has a grave, and he's buried under the mud The amount of drama his death created Was completely underestimated His parents were devastated As dreadfulness invaded Parents, if you can relate Then keep your kids safe Act now before it's too late Or this could be their fate Now I ain't gotta rehearse this Rap has lost all its purpose Drugs will make you feel worthless Want respect, you gotta earn it Speaking of rap and respect The rap game needs a reality check When rappers fall are we next Know our roots and where we went Whatever we do, God will help us achieve He will supply us and prepare what we need As long as you have faith in what you believe One day rap will be fixed; it's a sigh of relief |