"Side Effects" genre: Hip Hop
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	Bane is basically talkin' bout his trials and tributations of losing one of his best friends, and in the end sayin' a farewell to both Mike and Crystal. R.I.P.
	CD: Ghetto Luv From Tha Creek   Label: BCRecordz (For Copyright Purposes) Credits: Credits: Writer/Producer/Vocal: Chedda Bane Beat: 5th Element Productions
	Story Behind the Song Bane is basically talkin' bout his trials and tributations of losing one of his best friends, and in the end sayin' a farewell to both Mike and Crystal. R.I.P. Lyrics Side Effects One in his hand, and one in the other, Man damn homie, he said I need anotha Pass the drinks, more alcohol See that keg, I want it all! He started to drink, and started to hurl Soon drugs and alcohol became his world So much deception and so much wrong Wanted to fit in, but didn’t felt he belong Kept on doin’ it, jus’ for the price Rollin’ fake friends is like rollin’ double dice Rollin’ on your life, and claimin’ higher stakes Not listenin’ was one of my mistakes Can’t change the past, but I can help the present Tell ‘em don’t do drugs as a man or adolescent Nothing stays the same, only change stays the same I know I’ve gon’ astray cuz I claim to my gang And Michael walz, you know I still got luv for4 you I still pray every night hopin’ for you To come back, but it’s a dream that replays I wanna meet you at the end of my dayz The side effects are too much to bare Given in this world you wonda who cares Well I miss the old friendz who died from ruff endz I pity those dealers, even those who drive benz Every minute someone’s dyin, every second someone’s cryin’ I’m here lyin’ and wonderin’ what the future holds for me What is it that you hafta see, what’s it gotta be, you and me faded But1 never had to be like this, I miss seein’ your young face I still think your atchur ol’ house chillin’ in yo place Missing you from day one, you were gone I didn’t cry tears cuz I though it was wrong I was in deception, I was in denial From my broken promises I should’ve been on trail The Counselor talked to me to try and give help I was mixed inside, I didn’t know what I felt The girls cried, out loud and in the open I wanted to take my knife and start pokin’ Pokin’ my own flesh, and spill some blood Hear my body fall, wanted to hear a thud It didn’t happen, I was scared to make the fall I still sit back and stare at the stars Are you watchin’ over me, cuz I still feel lonely Certain points in time you were my only homie Don’t have anyone to turn to Everyone’s out here to burn you Want you to know, you’re one of the best to me You, Mike, and Me we were tha perfect three Man why homie, you have to leave me? Now I don’t have no place to be Ridin’ forever, now Ridin’ solo Caught up in fashion, so I’m wearin’ polo Even if I make it big, What do I gain? A lifetime of hurt, sorrow and pain Can’t bring you back, I wish I could I would do anything for you, I should visit your grave whenever I can fly-by I’ve wanted to talk to you, jus’ to say hi Missin’ your face, feelin your pressence remember us clownin’ when we were adolescents Play punchin’ in school and in class They separated us, cuz we disturbed the class How did we pass? Who cares we had fun I wish you were here so we could do another run I can’t believe this whole mess, the stress that I’ve gotten thru Crystal was dyin’, but you took your life thru dude So basically I lost two friends at tha same time I wanna see you both at the end of time. Yeah, everyday that goes by, I keep thinking it’s gonna get better, and I’mma Heal, but It’s like everyday I only miss you two more and more. Rest In Paradise We’ll always luv you!

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