It's not like it's all over; just the parts moved
And we were more than just the sum and that's the dark truth
Now shit's blotting out the sun like the car fumes
Can't move for daft rumours and the half truths
This is real life scenes, never no cartoons
And your imagining we're characters we aren't dude
I thought we rolled tight: tight as Tutankhamun
Now I just wonder what if anything these scars prove
Fuck artists, fuck music, fuck the dance we do
Even though I check in hopes to see you passing through
And everything I do I feel to just invite you to
But I still haven't seen a single olive branch from you
Pulled our weight? We brought in over half the crew
Wet from flyering and tired in the arms from gloop
And respect is hard to earn work is hard to prove
Then nothing happens when a captain lacks his army troops
See I'm just hurt, heart bruised and harpooned
Trying to work out what if anything these scars prove
Can't believe it after all the zoots laughs and booze
Can't believe a friend would take an article for true
What did I do? Not a jam same night as you
Never beefed with our venue 'till it can't be used
Never went on no offensive like some mardy youths
Or blamed no one but myself for the paths I choose
This is friendship; it's more than just a daft crew
It's more than 400 people in a dark room
It's more than hiphop; it goes past the last tune
We're too close for beef and either of us could pass away this afternoon
The funny thing about life is that it moves on
For every one thing right you get a few wrong
And in our yard life was a party that continued on
I fell in love and moved out cause I was too gone
I got lazy and too settled in my new pad
I was so wrapped up I never even knew it's bad
I lost a lot of friends; at least the few I had
But didn't notice time fly or just who was mad
I fixed up cause I couldn't leave my best friends
Just in time for new life to come and bless them
Now I'm an uncle seven times it was fresh then
I'm getting ahead of myself; let's take it back to when
See me and Inja was recording but my crew weren't
I may be wrong but that maybe left my crew hurt
And all a sudden made me realise what my crew worth
And somehow I'd lost touch with where my crew were
I couldn't take it wasn't me to hear the tunes first
But never hated the fact my crew were doing work
Just felt left out; that's selfish but true words
Then I was buzzing that my crew could get their music heard
It weren't the first time that Delegates inspired me
They stood by me when most my life tired me
So when they ask me if we split? Say you don't understand me
We've never been a crew or even friends, we're family