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we go any further..FRIENDS!

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As you call 'em, they call you when they need
for the blunt, the g's for the front
I found a way to get of mind for years
And left the alone, turn a deaf ear to the cellular phone
Send me a letter, or better, we see each other in real life
so you could feel me like a steel knife
At least so you could see the white of they
Bright with surprise, they finish spitting lies
Asssociates, is your boys, girls, bitches, niggas, homies
Close, but really know me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some come around when they need money
Others make us like the Sunday funnies
Fam be around whether you or bummy
You could either ignore this advice, or it from me
Be too and people take you for a dummy
So he ain't so friendly
Actually they wouldn't even made a enemy
Read the signs: no feeding the
Seeing as how they got ya back from the stab wounds
Ya'll know the dance, they smile in ya face, ya'll the glance
Try to put 'em on, blow the chance
Never let your so-called know ya plans
(How many of us them?)a show of hands
(FRIENDS!)
Is a term people use loosely
I'm real choosy on what I choose to let see
You telling me, I try to act
Jealousy, the number one killer black folk
Fellas be under some type of spell, like smoke
Ghetto Cinderellas, lead 'em to your stack, loc
Just way a chick'll lead to your end
I check the dictionary for the of Friends
It Person, one who likes to socialize with
Sympathiser, helper, and that's about the of it
Most of the time these attributes is
To bolster the crime, they apt to shoot you through your
And can't hide it, going wild like a white bitch
Sometimes ya need to cut niggas off a light switch
(Click!) and when things get
Catch 'em like a thief in the night (Bow!) what a
I first met Mister at a arms deal
Don't let it get drastic, of how yer moms'll feel
When it get for real, the get to sparking
darken, and ain't no talking
For somethin so cheap it sure buys a lot of
Ya better off focusing than tryin to plot to
Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the we got is
(One's we can on..FRIENDS!)
come in the form of co-dependence
Alotta only end up bein co-defendants
Ten bucks say tell for a lower sentence
And leave you up under the jail, beggin for a
It make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?
Honor amongst crooks, trust royalty
I'd rather go out in a blaze, than 'em the glory
(How many of us have--) a similar
(FRIENDS!)
Before lovers we used to have some type of
so when I let her get the man thing, she know its no strings
We could do the damn thing, but ho its no
Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em
depends on how good was the skins
And could she memorize the lessons, it ain't no need to
Even though she let 'em stab it, know they just friends]

(FRIENDS! How many of us them?
FRIENDS! Ones we can on?
FRIENDS! How many of us them?
FRIENDS! we go any further)

Fellas! Don't be silly! I know who my are
And the next nice neighborhood I into
You guys'll get