Текст песни MF Doom - Deep Fried Frenz
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[Whodini]Before we go any furthur..FRIENDS![MF Doom]As you call em, they call you when they need somethinTrees for the blunt `n, to g`s for the frontinI found a way to get piece of mind for yearsAnd left the hell alone, turn a deaf ear to the cellular phoneSend me a letter, or better, we could see each other in real lifeJust so you could feel me like a steel knifeAt least so you could see the white of they eyesBright wit surprise, once they finish spittin liesAsssociates, is your boys, your girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?close, but really don`t know meMom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns, dunniesSome come around when they need some moneyOthers make us laugh like the Sunday funniesFam be around whether you paid or bummyYou could either ignore this advice, or take it from meBe too nice and people take you for a dummySo nowadays he ain`t so friendlyActually they wouldn`t even made a worthy enemyRead the signs: no feeding the baboonSeein as how they got ya back bleeding from the stab woundsYa`ll know the dance, they smile in ya face, ya`ll know the glanceTry ta put `em on, they blow the chanceNever let your so-called mans know ya plans(Whodini: How many of us have them?)….a show of hands(Whodini: FRIENDS!)Is a term some people use looselyI`m real choosy on what I choose to let crews seeYou telling me, I try ta act brokeJealousy, the number one killer among black folkFellas be under some type a spell, like crack smokeGhetto cinderellas, lead `em right to your stack locJust another way a chick`ll lead to your endI check the dictionary for the meanin of FriendsIt said: Person, one who likes to socialize withSympathise and help her, and that`s about the size of itMost of the time these attributes is one-sidedTo bolster the crime, they apt to shoot you through your eyelidAnd they can`t hide it, goin wild like a white bitchSometimes ya need to cut niggaz off like a light switch(Click!) an when things get quietCatch `em like a thief in the night (Bow!) what a riotI first met Mister Fantastik at a arms dealDon`t let it get drastic, think of how yer moms`ll feelWhen it get for real, the steel get to sparkinEverything darken, and ain`t no talkinFor somethin so cheap it sure buys a lot of troubleYa better off focusing than tryin ta plot the bubbleOr else it`d be a sad note to end on, the guns we got is…(Whodini: One`s we can depend on..FRIENDS!)Some come in the form of co-dependenceAlotta times only end up bein co-defendantsTen bucks say they tell for a lower sentenceAnd leave you up under the jail, beggin for a penanceIt don`t make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst royaltyI`d rather go out in a blaze, than give `em the glory(Whodini: How many of us have--)…a similar story(Whodini: FRIENDS!)Before lovers we used to have some type of overstandingJust so when I let her get the man thing, she know its no stringsWe could do the damn thing, but hoe its no ringsJust how the tramp swings, will she see `em again?That depends on how good was the skinsAnd could she memorize the lessons, it ain`t no need to pretendEven though she let `em stab it, she know they just…[friends][Whodini-Singing]FRIENDS! How many of us have them?FRIENDS! Ones we can depend on?FRIENDS! How many of us have them?FRIENDS! Before we go any furthur....