Letras:
Refused I Don T Eat My Friends

town, I don't know my way around But I got some soft white that's sure to come back brown I get that butter all night 'Cause most niggaz don't know a

my life so (Pray for me) Ain't no dope on the streets, mayne, I'm behind in my rent I ain't got nothing to show for all the fedi that I done spent I

look man, I don't mind doing a guest spot for my peeps Or, or, or doing a benefit show, but don't lie to me pussy Coz I find out I'm paying your lightbill

I.D., oh I've been through all this before Don't think about it, don't think about it Get gone, get gone Things have got to change baby You don't stand

, ya don't stop And De La Soul, ya don't stop To my Brand Nubians ya don't stop And to my Leaders of the New ya don't stop To my man Large Professor ya don't

's gonna change, my friends Is anybody's guess So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin' Hopin' for the best Even think I'll go to prayin' Every time I hear

friends, I wouldn't have a two door Benz I, be on some deep shit, only coppin' cheap shit Thinkin' long term, not thinkin' on some weak shit I don't

69, and I ain't with that: I'll go to a Chinese restaurant, bitch, if I wanna eat cats. Because you gotta be brave to eat the tuna, G. So when it comes

Everybody's talking about true success Cashing in, psychic friends, what to eat, how to dress But I refuse to play that game My rules have forever changed I