Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz - MF Doom

we go any further, friends

As you call? em they call you when they need
for the blunt, two G's for the front
I found a way to get peace of mind for years and left the alone
Turn a deaf ear to the phone

Send me a or better, we could see each other in real life
Just so you could feel me like a knife
At least so you see the white of their eyes
Bright with surprise once they spittin? lies

Associates, is your boys, girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?
Close, but really don't me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some around when they need some money

Others us laugh like the Sunday funnies
Fam be around you paid or bummy
You could either ignore advice or take it from me
Be too nice and people you for a dummy

So nowadays he ain't so
Actually they wouldn't even made a worthy
the signs, no feeding the baboon
Seein? as how got your back bleeding from the stab wounds

Y'all know the dance, they in your face, y'all know the glance
Try ta put 'em on, they the chance
Never let your mans know your plans
How many of us have A show of hands

Friends is a term some use loosely
I'm choosy on what I choose to let crews see
You me, I try to act broke
Jealousy, the one killer among black folk

Fellas be under some type of spell crack smoke
Cinderellas, lead 'em right to your stack, loc
Just another way a chick'll lead to end
I check the dictionary for the of? Friends?

It said, person, one who likes to with
Sympathize and help her and that's about the of it
Most of the time these is one-sided
To bolster the crime opt to shoot you through your eyelid

And they hide it goin? wild like a white bitch
you need to cut niggaz off like a light switch
Click, and when get quiet
Catch 'em a thief in the night, bow, what a riot

I first met Fantastik at a arms deal
Don't let it get drastic, think of how your will feel
When it get for real the get to sparkin?
darken and ain't no talkin?

For somethin? so cheap it buys a lot of trouble
You better off than tryin? to plot the bubble
Or it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got
One's we can depend on,

Some in the form of co-dependence
A lotta only end up bein? co-defendants
Ten bucks say they? ll tell for a lower
And leave you up under the beggin? for a penance

It make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?
Honor amongst crooks, amongst royalty
I'd rather go out in a blaze, give 'em the glory
How many of us a similar story, friends?

Before lovers we to have some type of over standing
Just so I let her get the man-thing she know it? s no strings
We could do the damn thing but, hoe, it? s no
Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em

That depends on how was the skins
And could she memorize the
It no need to pretend
Even though she let 'em it, she know they just, friends

Friends, how many of us have
Friends, we can depend on?
Friends, how many of us have
Friends, we go any further