My Friend (I'll Miss You)

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© Anon518

I'll miss his humour and his support
A die hard fan - this New York boy

My friend I'll miss you, ooh yeah

Heard him while he was here
But did you hear him really?
Murder on the loops
Uh - those ain't got no feelings
I don't love you all
Mmm, I'm real, that's my asset
And when I warm my mic
I've still got him in my closet

My friend I'll miss you, ooh yeah

Yeah, we all got a screw loose
Blame it on the mind
We all got shit right in front of our eyes
Some of us deal with it through music
But who are the ones who never even knew this

My friend I'll miss you, ooh yeah
My friend I'll miss you, ooh yeah
My friend I'll miss you, ooh yeah