several friends - Busdriver

And I got several friends

Within that digital hum

Then on the print of my thumb

I got several friends

Resembling identical twins

They study analytical trends

And the elliptical bend

How we get it in with chicken and wings

The original men

issued a thousand lashes

made of

You may think it’s outlandish

But it’s how they brand us, how they do us

Subjugate your ambassador to mother nature

Through southern fervor

What do your friends know

Do your friends know

I got several friends

And I don’t trust any of them

So give me my general cleanse

It’s all pencils and pens

Americans fetishize their own dances

Interrupted trans-continental bounce passes

ounce of hash

Be aware the brainstorms landfall

And you mind shackles hacksaw

Has been reported from cerebral sources

Nigga, what type of friends do you got

Uh, what type of friends do you got

warheads

While you doze to the loaf of the shortbread

This folk signals for the broke hymnals

To the crip walking in the

Show us scores are dead

Forge your head

I repeat, scores are dead

Forge your head

What type of friends do you got

Uh, what type of friends do you got

What type of friends do you got

Uh, what type of friends do you got

I got several friends

And I don’t trust any of them (Why?)

'Cause he’s the chief administrator of that double-speak (Why?)

'Cause I’ve only known that nigga for about a couple of weeks (Why?)

'Cause I’m them other man’s revolutionary puzzle piece

And he can never recognize that

Looking at the climate science, it denies facts

I got several friends