[Intro]

[Verse 1: Skuff]

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

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Skuff]

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

[Hook]