Deep Fried Frenz ..girls, bitches, niggaz, homies?close, but really don't know me!..how many of us have them? a show of hands!..I checked the dictionary for the meaning of friendsit said: person one likes to socialize withsympathiser, helper, and that's about the size of it..So what are friends really for?An open outlet for feelings orJus' another excuse for someone to get their squeling on?I mean, we used to be tight and shit, do the nicest thingsBut even the frendliest bee seems to take its first strike to stingAnd it hurts like a knife in the back; Et tu Brutus?What about times that we had?Learning, living and laughing since we were like, what, five and a half?And it's not like I really gotta remind you of thatHonestly, ask anyone and everybody knows I'd rather hang with Mikael and DänzSnilez, oLzOn or Hänz than spending another day in the past'Cause until you get your head straightYou ain't nuttin' but dead weight on my assI'll leave you to do the basical math, I solve shit straight out the flaskMix it, stir it, everything to get your name off the plaqueYou ain't worth my time.. man, it's as basic as that!If you don't feel it, read itI redeem it, type, write it and speak itYou ether fight it or leave itLike it, light it and breath itFind it so frightning you flee itOr pass it round the room for the next fella hit itGet it?ledsen om d inte säger nått för nån, ja va tvungen att skriva av migholla!