Chorus: Eminem How come we dont even talk no
more And you dont even call no more We dont
barely keep in touch at all And I dont even feel
the same love when we hug no more And I heard it
through the grape vine we even beefin now After
all the years we been down Aint no way no how,
this bullshit can be true We family and aint a
damn thing changed, unless it's you

Verse 1: Eminem So young, so full of life in
vibrant side by side wherever you weres ridin i
went So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde
shit When ronnie died you weres right by my side
with a sholder to cry on Tissue to wipe my eyes,
and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it
You even had the same type of childhood i did
Sometimes i just want to know why is it that you
surcame to yours And mine i survived it, you ran
the streets, i 9 to 5'd it We grew up, grew
apart, as time went by us, then i blew up To both
yours and mine surprises Now i feel the vibe i
just cant describe it As much as your pride tries
to hide it Your cold, you touch its like ice In
your eyes is the look of resenment I can sense
it, and i dont like it

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Verse 2: Kon Artis

It was my dream at first to be on spittin a verse
On my own album with a deal but shit got burst
So i came out i woulda killed a nigga first
Before i let him disrespect me and check me over
some worste Some bitch that i wasnt with i would
hit her then quit But you would pull a talk with
her and tell her she was the shit I told you dont
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/GBmget involved in it, you was smokin the chron with
her Comin out of the bar with her stumblin half
drunk Like yall was husband and wife or somethin
But me catchin you fuckin other niggers musta hurt
you pride or somethin Cuz you wont fuck at the
mouth with people like you wanted with me When
all i tried to do was show your bitch was shifty
And ever since the fans and all the shit that i
produced You actin like i aint you man and lyin
like she can't be loose But i am really you
friend, i'm jus trying to tell you the truth But
dont hate the game or the player Cuz the one that
is changing is you

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Verse 3: Proof

You're only at the top cuz my homie had to stop
Now we actin like i gotta live only for the block
Homies in the hood only she be on the tube Only
gossip on the porch get to speakin on who Fools i
used to rap with all expect magic Like my finger
get to snappin and *poof* it jus happen But PROOF
is jus actin out the party was stoned Shady made
it so my babys aint starvin at home See the devil
in you grin since the ghetto we been friends
Whenever real intelligence thats forever till the
end I be the hatred in your eyes and the satan in
your lives And wastin my times with these snakes
in disguise (how come) when you talk its with
bitter is fight And (how come) it's my fault for
what you did with your life And everytime i go to
hear you and play you look away We barely
embrace, you can't even look me in my face.

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