Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz - MF Doom

Before we go any further,

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

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

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

make us laugh like the Sunday funnies
Fam be around whether you paid or
You either ignore this advice or take it from me
Be too nice and people take you for a

So nowadays he ain't so
Actually wouldn't even made a worthy enemy
Read the signs, no feeding the
Seein? as how they got your back 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 so-called mans know plans
How of us have them? A show of hands

Friends is a term some 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 among black

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

It said, person, one who likes to socialize
Sympathize and help her and that's the size of it
Most of the time attributes is one-sided
To the crime they opt to shoot you through your eyelid

And they can't hide it wild like a white bitch
Sometimes you need to cut niggaz off like a light
Click, and when get quiet
Catch 'em like a thief in the night, bow, a riot

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

For somethin? so cheap it sure a lot of trouble
You better off focusing than tryin? to the bubble
Or else it'd be a sad to end on, the guns we got
we can depend on, friends

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

It don't make no sense, what happened to the
amongst crooks, trust amongst royalty
I'd rather go out in a blaze, than 'em the glory
How many of us a similar story, friends?

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

depends on how good was the skins
And could she the lessons
It ain't no need to
Even though she let 'em it, she know they just, friends

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