Gang Gang Gang

Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Home for the holidays My friend pulled me to the side like, "Did you hear about Marcus?" Our Marcus? Yeah, our Marcus A bunch of girls say he raped them in the back of some Target They say he drove them back there in his car And then he parked it and the rest is even darker Wait, which Marcus? 'Cause it can't be- Yes, our Marcus The same Marcus we collected Pokémon cards with The one with perfect grades that has family in New Orleans? Yes, that Marcus He's got seven rape charges Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Home for the holidays My friend pulled me to the side like, "Did you hear about Kevin?" Kevin who? Our Kevin What happened? He got arrested They found a bunch of messages that he sent to little kids And apparently, he met up with this 10-year-old And now the kid saying he got molested Molested by who? By Kevin Nah it's gotta be a different Kevin Look, I'm telling you it's Kevin that we've known since we was 7 The one whose dad's a reverend The same Kevin we'd spend every weekend with and call brethren Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Ride for my dogs, lie for my dogs, die for my dogs Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Because it's (gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang) Truthfully, it's family 'til it can't be Gang 'til it ain't Twins but it depends Brothers until something is uncovered Dawgs until the lifting of the fog I always got you turns into well, I never thought you Years of camaraderie suddenly disappear Almost like you never were here Unconditional love becomes very conditional When push comes to shove And all that talk of taking bullets suddenly feels foolish Pictures with him turned to ad campaigns, you gotta pull it Feet held to the fire We hold accountable the ones we hold dear out of morals but mainly fear The choice becomes clear And years of camaraderie suddenly disappear Almost like you never were here Almost like you never were here