| 作词 : Doom The Metal Fing ... | |
| 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.... |
| zuo ci : Doom The Metal Fing ... | |
| 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 socalled 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 onesided | |
| 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 codependence | |
| Alotta times only end up bein codefendants | |
| 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 | |
| WhodiniSinging | |
| 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.... |
| zuò cí : Doom The Metal Fing ... | |
| 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 socalled 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 onesided | |
| 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 codependence | |
| Alotta times only end up bein codefendants | |
| 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 | |
| WhodiniSinging | |
| 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.... |
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