Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz - MF Doom

Before we go any further,

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

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

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

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

So he ain't so friendly
Actually they wouldn't made a worthy enemy
Read the signs, no the baboon
Seein? as how they got your back from the stab wounds

Y'all know the dance, they smile in your face, know the glance
Try ta put 'em on, they blow the
Never let your so-called know your plans
How many of us them? A show of hands

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

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

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

And they can't hide it goin? wild like a white
Sometimes you need to cut niggaz off a light switch
Click, and things get quiet
'em like a thief in the night, bow, what a riot

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

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

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

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

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

That on how good was the skins
And could she memorize the
It ain't no to pretend
though she let 'em stab it, she know they just, friends

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