Deep Fried Frenz Lyrics


album: Track 5 in album MM..FOOD
release date: 2004-11-16
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genres: Hip Hop
styles: Conscious

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MF DOOM MM..FOOD cover art
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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
Asssociates, is your boys, your girls, bitches, niggaz,
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
You could either ignore this advice, or take it from
Be too nice and people take you for a dummy
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
[Whodini:] (FRIENDS!)
Is a term some people use
I'm real choosy on what I choose to let crews
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
It said: Person, one who likes to socialize
Sympathise and help her, and that's about the size
of it
Most of the time these attributes is one-sided
bolster the crime, they apt to shoot you through your
And they can't hide it, goin wild like a white
Sometimes ya need to cut niggaz off like a light
(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
Or else it'd be a sad note to end on, the guns
we got is…
(Whodini: One's we can depend
Some come in the form of
Alotta times only end up bein
Ten bucks say they tell for a lower
And leave you up under the jail, beggin for a
It don't make no sense, what happened to the
Honor amongst crooks, trust amongst
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)
FRIENDS! How many of us have them?
Ones we can depend on?
FRIENDS! How many of us have
FRIENDS! Before we go any furthur....

Track Listing

CD 1
  • 1 Beef Rapp
  • 2 Hoe Cakes
  • 3 Potholderz
  • 4 One Beer
  • 5 Deep Fried Frenz
  • 6 Poo-Putt Platter
  • 7 Fillet-O-Rapper
  • 8 Gumbo
  • 9 Fig Leaf Bi-Carbonate
  • 10 Kon Karne
  • 11 Guinesses
  • 12 Kon Queso
  • 13 Rapp Snitch Knishes
  • 14 Vomitspit
  • 15 Kookies