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[Whodini] Deko Klebefolien Before we go any furthur..FRIENDS!
[MF Doom] As you call em, they call you when they need somethin Trees for the blunt 'n, to g's for the frontin I found a way to get piece 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 they eyes Bright wit surprise, once they finish spittin lies Asssociates, 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 ya back bleeding from the stab wounds Ya'll know the dance, they smile in ya face, ya'll know the glance Try ta put 'em on, they blow the chance Never let your so-called mans know ya plans (Whodini: How many of us have them?)….a show of hands (Whodini: 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 ta act broke Jealousy, the number one killer among black folk Fellas be under some type a 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 Sympathise 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 apt to shoot you through your eyelid And they can't hide it, goin wild like a white bitch Sometimes ya need to cut niggaz off like a light switch (Click!) an 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 yer moms'll 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 Ya better off focusing than tryin ta plot the bubble Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got is… (Whodini: One's we can depend on..FRIENDS!) Some come in the form of co-dependence Alotta times only end up bein co-defendants Ten bucks say they 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 (Whodini: How many of us have--)…a similar story (Whodini: FRIENDS!) Before lovers we used to have some type of overstanding Just so when I let her get the man thing, she know its no strings We could do the damn thing, but hoe its 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]
[Whodini-Singing] 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 furthur....
