You never know who you can trust in this bird eat bird world
I've been wronged, smited! Betrayed by one of my own.
I trusted him, mi campadre, mi amigo, mi wadi.
I was pulled into his treacherous ways by a trustworthy face, full of kindness and warmth
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| who wouldn't trust this guy |
"a real stand-up guy"
that's how I use to describe him to anyone I met.
I'd arrive at parties and say "hey, what about that stand-up guy. he's such a dependable fellow". I didn't need to give context. I could just say he was a stand-up guy. Chances are they knew who I meant. Probably. How many guys are as reliable as him?
or so i thought
some money changed hands
there were seeds thrown around
just a friendly game of cards
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| extremely friendly game of cards |
Suffice to say it's time to law low
to go
under the radar
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| not me |
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