[Verse 1: Mikal kHill]
Aight, i don't need no teflon don style
Been repping for a while
Flows so fit, it's the one minute mile
I'd have none without bad luck
My crew's nerds that rap hard
Mentally scarred and f**ed up
Some done time, some is former lawyers
Most broke as f**, but even a couple ballers
The yes yallers up live on stage
With a cadance scattershot
Pepperspray
But buck like a 12 gauge
Trying to get paid
Put the freeze on f**s till i'm up in the grave
As in... at this time, there's no distribution
The industry apocolypse
Infected contusions
Losers, got their hands on the trophy
Don't realize that it don't exist, they don't see
It's nothing out here but them grimey dudes in suits
Snakes. ain't nobody giving you loot
So give a hoot
I'm trying to make a difference
By spitting stuff so hot it'll make you sh** your britches
I don't call girls b**hes
Say that about my daughter
Watch how fast this sh** becomes a slaughter
I ain't on that bullsh**, no fake al capone
I got my friends f**ing up your life hacking your phone
Hacking up your bank or breaking in your house
Creep up in your bedroom stab you in the mouth
What's it all about? you wanna keep talking
If i was you son, i think i'd keep walking
It's NOFRIENDS, this is how we do this
Motherf**ers get it straight, eradicate the clueless
[Verse 2: Adam WarRock]
One of the only reasons I lost faith in life
Was when my dad lost faith in his wife (that's f**in' trife)
I seen a family crumble, and kept me haggard and humble
So when I had to succumb to life outside of my door
I went...and found friends in school, growing together
But even they faded as days turned to years, whatever
And I realized that friendship was faker than f**
So I crawled past the finish line, knees were scraped up
That's when rap became a thing, and after that would bring
More fake vultures, tryin' to profit off fake culture
I saw the knives backstabbed in ‘em, proof of business plans with 'em
Dead broke, but "get money" was tatted on their abdomen
And I don't count on them, nor god or his plan
I watch the door when I'm eatin', and I'm careful when shaking hands
So NOFRIENDS is the only constant here in my life
So f** y'all, cuz only fam's allowed on the mic
[Verse 3: Sulfur]
I've met a lot of people in my lifetime
And some wanna be friends of mine
Yea, that sh** is fine
But when the line is crossed
The battle lost
And the chips down
They're the first ones
To never be found
And I'm clever
Been around
I learned long ago
If you ain't in the
Same boat
Can't expect to row
(((so just go)))
Naw, I ain't
Too good to chill
Just don't expect to reap
If ya weren't
Here to till
And that fill from
Romero
Be hittin me right
When I fight for
My family each and
Every night
I recite battle cries
For drunk guys
On stages
Most scared
To even rattle bars
On the cages
But we the mages
Conjuring words
That pierce through senses
Even when the visions blurred
So rest a**ured
Go to war for my fam
And never think twice
To leave the rest in the sand
[Verse 4: Tribe One]
Brothers an sisters, lovers an listeners
To the anti government stubborn resistors
Huddle together to discuss it in whispers
Tongue twisters leave you smothered and covered in blisters
Forget the philistines, we're building a scene
On sk**s and militant supervillainous schemes
Silver age tech and thought criminal means
And the power of will like we were still in our teens
Fulfilling a dream burning candles at both ends
Lights out sly and the family stone henge
These tree roots grew branches that won't bend
My demand is only family NOFRIENDS
No Kodak camera moments NOFRIENDS
Hold no plans to be old men NOFRIENDS
Standing on dry land or the ocean NOFRIENDS
I want to see the palms of your hands all the way open!