Never worry about what a person has to say about you

  You know what is true

  Some people's mouths are sick like they got the flu

  Listen to understand where you really stand

  If they want to talk shit then they aren't honestly your friend

  Your friends should know you better then that; that shit's pretend and it needs to end

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  People who speak ill of you show their true colors

  They're not your brothers, so close the shutters

  If they mutter negativity about you that is utterly untrue then they are clutter to your soul

  Tell them to scutter out of your life; you don't need that strife

  Don't strive to revive the connection that ceased to breathe

  It concluded its shelf life as soon as they let those words seethe and unveiled what hid beneath

  Bury the hatchet but hide the knife

  Never trust them again in this life

  Don't let their words hurt you

  Those who know you won't believe it's true

  And those they deceive, don't know you as well as they conceive

  You try to unweave the lies that were spewed

  But some will still hold onto the view

  And those who think negatively of you can fuck off

  Throw them a verbal molotov