You know what? nToday I’m pissed off with you,n'Cause you’ve been acting childish T,nYo, when the fuck you gonna grow up man and stop having these fights with me?nDeep down I know we're cool but sometimes I wondernWould I really give a fuck if you were six feet under?nI look at you as a friend but when it comes down to it, it's blatantnMe and you ain't tight like the way you are with Jason.nAnd you don’t listen to menLike the way you listen to him,nThat makes me think that you don’t respect me, that’s how the dissing begins.nEvery time we meet we're at each other's throats like a couple of bitches.nI hate the way you try go on like a thug that’s some thick shit,nI know one day you’ll sort yourself out 'cause you ain't stupid.nI just hope that that day ain't that far away 'cause my life’s moving at a fast rate, picking up pace, heading towards the right place. I don’t wanna leave you behind, but I can feel my heart change as everyday goes by I start to realise who my friends are,nIf you're one of them, prove it: fix up.nnCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nPerhaps I’ll call you back later.nCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nnOnce again my friend nYou’ve managed to rattle someone’s cage, nBut for once it ain't mine,nYo, this time it's Dave’s.nFuck me I thought we were bad,nBut you and him are worse:nFalling out over petty shit like money, weed and birds; talking about how if you never saw each other again, it would be too soon. I can't really talk though, 'cause sometimes I feel that way toonI’m just glad that me and you have sorted out our differences, now we can finally be on the level, as you like to put it just seckle.nSo how’s your life man?nLately you seem really down,nWhat’s it like living on that council estate in South?nI know you’ve got that big fuck off dog to protect you,nBut that ain't your manor man,nWhat’s wrong with your head dude?nThe way you go on, blud,nYou need to be careful.nOi! Don’t give me that shit about it's all cool, just be careful.nLook I gotta go, when you're in the ends next make sure you check me.nAlright, bruv. Cool, see you next week.nnCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nPerhaps I’ll call you back later.nCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nnToday I’m fucking distraught.nI’m beside myself.nI can't stop crying mannAnd neither can no-one else,n'Cause today I got a call from GregnAnd the first thing he said was, Hey B! You're not gonna believe this man, but Tony’s dead. And at first I didn’t,nThen I heard the tone in his voicenAnd I knew he was serious so I didn’t have a choice .nThen suddenly it hit menAnd I went silent lost for words.nAs I listened to him describe how you died I felt this surge of overwhelming sadness,nThose fucking bastards,nWhy'd they have to kill you, man? It's madness.nI keep picturing your face, it’s the first time I’ve seen it scared as I imagine you dropping from that balcony, falling through air.nI don’t know whether you fell trying to escape or whether you was pushed off,nBut whatever they did it was enough to get you more than shook up.nAll I know is they turned up at your flat whilst you were sleepingnAnd seriously intended on giving you a beating.nThat bitch you lived with must have had something to do with it as well,nShe wanted you out of her yard, why the fuck elsenWould that dog of yours be locked in another room?nI find it far too convenient;nThat slag must have knewnThat they were coming to do you something bad.nI can't take this, it's driving me mad. I just can't believe you're gone, I’ve never felt this sad.nT, I fucking love you, man.nnCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nPerhaps I’ll call you back later.nCouldn’t get along today.nCouldn’t get along today.nnNow that your gone, nothing will ever be the same.nYour death was a tragedy in every kind of way.nI can't comprehend all the time we wasted on being angry at each other instead of just getting along, it's wrong and it reminds me of how younLeft it last with Dave.n'Cause when you died we didn’t see his arse for daysnAnd those days turned to months and now those months have turned to years,nThree to be exact and still we're holding back the tears. I say we haven’t seen Dave for years,nWe have, except it ain't really himn'Cause the David we knew would never take crack or heroin.nIt hit him hard just like it did with for Jase, you and him were like brothers and in his heart lies an empty space, 'cause you’ll never be replaced.nAnd we all feel the same;nAll we have is love and respect when someone mentions your name.nSo know this, just before I hang up the line for the last time:nWe love younAnd your forever on our minds.nnSee you in heaven, bruv.n