Eightball: Friend or foe

[Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?] E-40: Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub Babysitter would send you to bed but she would make me stay up so she could give the young playa some viscious head uh early symptoms of time of nightway gigantic factor from the Caukenis bitch tamer some had it all though but less unfortunate you had an alloy spoke Mongoose and I had a Huffy You owned a green machine three different lunch pails I had a go-cart that I built from a bunch of used nails We grew up in the church together nigga sunday school Now I heard you off into jackin nigga that ain't even cool I used to be conned, racked, fucked around, and ripped bad barking up on the wrong tree talking about runnin up in my past Niggas have hateful thoughts but they stop me from strivin suckas be shakin salt all in his gameful so find some fools be gettin crossed victims of 40-ness man all that drama you come with I swear you on some shit Whether it's morphine or cocaine Doja or doggfood they had these marks for Tre and Max fuckin off my high breakin rules you got ya P's mixed up you ain't no pimp you's a forty I spit for major mix while you make tapes for ya homie and then you work up tha nerve to speak fair words The pimp, a traitor, we instigators that's why I wrote this verse for every youngster with his mind on his meal Young playa just chill and take a look at what these fakers call real nigga I trust no man, cuz man will let you down every time that's why I take it upon myself to thank god in every rhyme cuz I've seen better times and I've seen worser days when some of my so called friends wasn't around when I ain't have a verse to say I quench my thirst today with righteous thoughts of mine cuz righteous thought of mine will leave mark ass niggas far behind I seen it every time they come and go That's why I drop to my knees and ask god to distinguish friend from foe and what do you know by the time morning comes I can see the light and then I'm thanking god once again for making everything all right he made it tight and now I'm back up on the scene countin' greens straight from H-town to New Orleans New human beings puttin it down like a mic or not replace the slot open up shop we 'bout to make it hot Stop with ya devilish doins because ya devilish doins will only bring forth ya ruin Friend or foe, you just will never know Who can you trust, in a world that's oh so cold playa hatin is everywhere I go Friend or foe you just will never know Listen I'm tryin to tell you my nigga to watch cha back and trust few Cause ain't no nigga gon watch ya back for you like you When someone is broke and down and out without no clout it's rough At least you know who you can and who you cannot trust see let me explain myself and clear up the point I'm tryin to make don't want no bustas around me playa hatin or actin fake don't ever be wantin nobody to get to close I don't know if it's effects of from the marijuana that got me more than trippin see nowadays tha nigga be rollin' thick with hella loot but if my loot was gone would I be all alone? See, my partners who used to ride with me and smoke that dank, and fuck with hoes would they be them same niggas if I didn't have shit to roll? Maybe they will, maybe they won't who is to say what a nigga will do who is to say if you help someone it's guaranteed that they'll help you see what I'm sayin, listen to me and see if you can dig this Smilin' faces replaces friends when people recieve ends Now all of a sudden I'm actin funny because my moneys loaned But there was no drama when I was livin' at my momma's home But I'm not tellin' a nigga nothin you don't already know personal business, you got to watch who you friends is I'm thinking about hard times freeing my mind who in the fuck goin be 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 I down with when fifty niggas be talkin bout kickin my ass? Who is my friends who is my foes? Who do I ask, when I want to know somethin about somethin but I don't know nothin my ignorance be keepin me out in the cold Who do I call when I'm in need of a ride? in somebody elses car How do I get from point A to B if B is just to far? Where can I get a loan, where can I use the phone? Who's goin to give me the permission to make a decision to come up in they house and live when will I drive a BMer takin my clothes to the cleaner How can I know will I forever be payin my dues, will I forever be singing the blues? Where will I find a shoulder when I be wantin to lean know what I mean? when I be needin some justification stuck in the fuckin same location who is the friend that is helpin me? who is the busta thats hurtin me? who can I trust? will you be there when the goin is tough? Will I be hangin with dick in the dust? Who wanna share my load when it's too heavy to carry? or will I go crazy pullin the load alone? constantly gettin my hustle on when will I finally see, kinda suspect or even actually know Who is my real friend thick and the thin? and who in the fuck is the foe? Friend or foe, you just will never know Who can you trust, in a world that's oh so cold playa hatin is everywhere I go Friend or foe you just will never know...