Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Fried Frenz - MF Doom

Before we go any further,

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

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

Associates, is boys, your girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?
Close, but really know me
Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns,
Some come when they need some money

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

So nowadays he ain't so
Actually they wouldn't even a worthy enemy
the signs, no feeding the baboon
Seein? as how they got your back bleeding 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 know your plans
How many of us have them? A show of

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

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

It said, person, one who to socialize with
Sympathize and her and that's about the size of it
of the time these attributes is one-sided
To bolster the crime they opt to shoot you through eyelid

And they can't hide it goin? wild like a white
you need to cut niggaz off like a light switch
Click, and when get quiet
Catch 'em like a 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 moms feel
When it get for the steel get to sparkin?
Everything and ain't no talkin?

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

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

It make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?
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 some type of over standing
so when I let her get the man-thing she know it? s no strings
We could do the thing but, hoe, it? s no rings
Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em

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

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