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Friend or Foe

E-40

Down South Slangin

2008

my crutch? 
Holdin' me up, helpin' me out 
Makin' sure that I stay in touch 
Where do I sleep, who do I turn to? 
When I be low on my cash 
Who am

Don't cross me, man. Knock you out like Tyson in the streets
I gotta keep. Fuck you for hatin' on me
Stop hatin'. By the way, stop hatin'
I'm out

show it off

Gotta know what's wrong
When it's too many out here fallin' like Owen Hart
Top dog, bustin' through the door
You niggas know you gettin'

out of tune
Floating by like a lost balloon
Speaker bumping, hearing echoes from across the room
We alone the entire night
Then shawty missing like

with the gang
Got a Glock with a switch, it go bang
Put a knife on a Drac, it got fangs
Found a bitch, she too lame, she got Vans
Oh wait, I pull out my

makin' dough, but not enough to blow
J.O.'s, they lust my flows, but ayo, I don't trust a soul
That's all I know or need to, these evil streets'll meet

I only got one life to live like the soaps 
So before they take mine's I'm puttin' Glocks to their throats
Ker-plow! Adams Apple just got hit by

heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,

makin' money that these Niggas don't know how about
I just kept on playin', all these Other niggas timed out
Niggas want some clout, we gon' Put them up, I

Impressed by content
With bills no contest
Man fuck a contest
Cause I got it off the muscle
Got the Rich Flex
Cause I made it out the rubble
Get ya chin

I need cappuccino the brown nose get wrinkled 
We on the single
Out with the foundation laid in place by the taste of Numbs House
Public Enemy number

20,000 lies
Hundred thousands die
By lies of trump Treason

4 whole years
Of racist bigot smears
The smears of trump Treason

25 women say
He no fair

and despair it's getting much harder to find a safe haven
When you're surrounded by hungry vultures and some greedy ravens
I could do it all but I choose not

ought believe
The mark it leaves
I shan't aggrieve
Though my heart's embezzled
Soft words spoken out across a field of nettle
I'm on the other side
In

by my side
Just wanna know what you think
Nobody wanna hear me out so I kept my thoughts to myself
Soul cry cuz we came from the drought
I earned my

Spinnin' round and round we come around bad for the crowd man I'm thinkin' out loud
Pick me up when I get downed, let love abound, down town run

can kick it here till it's dark
Do a bonfire let it spark
Grab some marshmellows make smores
Livin the life and makin our mark
Let's slow time and show

And pairin' with hoes whose goals is nothin' more than to be chose by those who they see

fit Low calories and high salaries, yeah, I know
about you Prefer

the you-know-what everywhere that I roll 
And I never leave empty-handed without packin' my chrome 
If it's on, it's on, I put out my gangsta hand 
Show and prove

nine, then pulled by cops
Didn't know who I was, didn't do nothing wrong
I started the business, yeah we makin' songs
Watchin' Vercetti, yeah he poppin'

You're coastin' not makin' profit
Any-day you're gonna flop it
But I got 'em now
And every-time they try to tell me no
Under the radar
Ready set now watch

Yo, they just gasses, These stars no longer light up my night
What compels us to talk nonsense knowing that it ain't right
Blinded by ice so much so

Its makin' em' nauseous how I run the office
Just send em' in
Look out for losses when you report them profits
Go finish it
Look out for losses when you

you down; but found Out you snitchin
Say that you heard me, but Itchez don't listen
Tired of the fakez & sick of You Itchez
Stay in the future; i'm