Deep Fried Frenz

Before we go any further

Friends

As you call 'em, they call you when they need something

Trees for the bluntin', to G's for the frontin'

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 they eyes

Bright with surprise, once they finish spitting lies

Associates, is your boys, your girls, bitches, niggas, homies

Close, or 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 baboons

Seein' as how they got ya back bleeding from the stab wounds

Y'all know the dance, they smile in ya face, y'all know the glance

Try to 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 crew 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 checked the dictionary for the meaning of friend

It said: Person one likes to socialize with

Sympathizer, helper, and that's about the size of it

Most of the time these attributes is one-sided

To bolster the crime, they're apt to shoot you through your eyelid

And they can't hide it, going wild like a white bitch

Sometimes ya need to cut niggas off like a light switch

(Flick!) And when things get quiet

Catch 'em like a thief in the night, what a riot

I first met Mr. Fantastik at an arms deal

Don't let it get drastic, think of how your moms'll feel

When it get for real, steel get to sparkin'

Everything darken, it ain't no talkin'

For somethin' so cheap, it sure buys a lot of trouble

Ya better off focusing than tryin' to plot to bubble

Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns we got is

(One's we can depend on, friends)

Some come in the form of co-dependents

A lot of times only end up being co-defendants

Ten bucks say they tell for a lower sentence

And leave you up under the jail, begging for repentance

It don't make no sense, what happened to the loyalty?

Honor amongst crooks, trust among 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 ho, it's no rings, just how the tramp swings

Will she see him 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 him stab it, she know they're 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

Fellas! Don't be silly! I know who my friends are!

And the next nice neighborhood I move into, you guys'll get crack'

(Negro humor always escaped me.)

The most powerful, the most mysterious monarch in all the world

Guided by a fighting force that never sleeps

That never relaxes its vigilance

For none is as feared, none has as many foes

As DOOM, the awesome armor clad lord of

I know who Doom is (then tell us)

He happens to be the most dangerous man in the world

I’d hope we’d never hear from him

I’d hope we’d never have to battle him

But now the worst has happened and I must tell you what we’re up against

I first met DOOM years ago

When he wanted to be alone, alone to pursue his forbidden experiments

One day while conducting a secret experiment

Later, when he recovered from his injuries

Instead of having learned his lesson, DOOM was bitter, angry, vengeful

What have I done to myself?

My face, it is hideous

He traveled the world, seeking a cure for his disfigured face

(I’m sorry sir, there is nothing we can do for you)

He traveled through remote villages, where strangers are seldom seen

He continued his search, never showing his face

Unless threatened by bandits who prey on travelers

Who foolishly wander alone through their domain