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      Deep Fried Frenz

      Deep Fried Frenz

      MF Doom

      Album: MM..Food

      MF Doom - Deep Fried Frenz Música y Letra, MP3 GRATIS

      Before we go any further, friends
      
      As you call ‘em they call you when they need somethin’
      Trees for the blunt, two G's for the front
      I found a way to get peace of mind for years and left the hell alone
      Turn a deaf ear to the cellular phone
      
      Send me a letter or better, we could see each other in real life
      Just so you could feel me like a steel knife
      At least so you could see the white of their eyes
      Bright with surprise once they finish spittin’ lies
      
      Associates, is your boys, your girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?
      Close, but really don't know me
      Mom, dad, comrade, peeps, brothers, sisters, duns, dunnies
      Some come around when they need some money
      
      Others make us laugh like the Sunday funnies
      Fam be around whether you paid or bummy
      You could either ignore this advice or take it from me
      Be too nice and people take you for a dummy
      
      So nowadays he ain't so friendly
      Actually they wouldn't even made a worthy enemy
      Read the signs, no feeding the baboon
      Seein’ as how they got your back bleeding from the stab wounds
      
      Y'all know the dance, they smile in your face, y'all know the glance
      Try ta put 'em on, they blow the chance
      Never let your so-called mans know your plans
      How many of us have them? A show of hands
      
      Friends is a term some people use loosely
      I'm real choosy on what I choose to let crews see
      You telling me, I try to act broke
      Jealousy, the number one killer among black folk
      
      Fellas be under some type of spell like crack smoke
      Ghetto Cinderellas, lead 'em right to your stack, loc
      Just another way a chick'll lead to your end
      I check the dictionary for the meanin’ of ‘Friends’
      
      It said, person, one who likes to socialize with
      Sympathize and help her and that's about the size of it
      Most of the time these attributes is one-sided
      To bolster the crime they opt to shoot you through your eyelid
      
      And they can't hide it goin’ wild like a white bitch
      Sometimes you need to cut niggaz off like a light switch
      Click, and when things get quiet
      Catch 'em like a thief in the night, bow, what a riot
      
      I first met Mister Fantastik at a arms deal
      Don't let it get drastic, think of how your moms will feel
      When it get for real the steel get to sparkin’
      Everything darken and ain't no talkin’
      
      For somethin’ so cheap it sure buys a lot of trouble
      You better off focusing than tryin’ to plot the bubble
      Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got
      One's we can depend on, friends
      
      Some come in the form of co-dependence
      A lotta times only end up bein’ co-defendants
      Ten bucks say they’ll tell for a lower sentence
      And leave you up under the jail beggin’ for a penance
      
      It don't make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?
      Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst royalty
      I'd rather go out in a blaze, than give 'em the glory
      How many of us have a similar story, friends?
      
      Before lovers we used to have some type of over standing
      Just so when I let her get the man-thing she know it’s no strings
      We could do the damn thing but, hoe, it’s no rings
      Just how the tramp swings, will she see 'em again?
      
      That depends on how good was the skins
      And could she memorize the lessons
      It ain't no need to pretend
      Even though she let 'em stab it, she know they just, friends
      
      Friends, how many of us have them?
      Friends, ones we can depend on?
      Friends, how many of us have them?
      Friends, before we go any further

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