Lyrics No More (Closure) - Green Hypnotic

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more

What it look like?
What's crack-a-lackin?
Remember me? It's been awhile
Hope you quit trappin
Last time we linked, you told me you were on probation
In and out of jail, while I was laying my foundation
We were kids when we both started rapping
You had all the magazines, LPs, Iatest fashion
My mom, would not approve this lifestyle, cuz we were christians
Had to figure out a way to hide your cds in my basement, Uh
That was back in 6th grade, 7th grade got hectic
I just went to school, to flirt with girls and bump my music
You liked playing ball, crackin jokes and blaze the chronic
The type of white dude who would quickly roast a racist
You, left me confused when you chose weed over this friendship
Why you never talked about this?
You were clearly going through it
Should've never kept my distance
I was young and maybe selfish
Nostalgia at it's finest man
I can't even deny it man

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more

What it look like?
What's really poppin?
Remember me?
Your nephew Green is out workin
My last convo with you, was at the family gathering
Thought it would bring us closer but it never happened
I remember when you lived in Momma's basement
Poppa was a rolling stone and it was pretty blatant
My parents got divorced, I was too young to understand it
But you where always there for me, and i'm grateful about it
Cuz you taught me how to fight
You taught me how to ride a bike
You taught me how to skate
You put me on to videogames
You put me on to comics
Computer economics man
My source of inspiration, I wished you were my daddy then
Cuz everything changed when you turned Jehova Witness
Why you started moving different
Why you kept us at a distance?
You were clearly going through it
We all grown here, cut the bulls
I'm done with all this talking man
It's time to close this chapter man

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more

I hate the fact that you don't even call no more
I hate the fact that we ain't really close no more
I hate the fact that we can't even link no more
I hate the fact that we don't really speak no more