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Texty: Del The Funky Homosapien. Faulty.

Man, I knew this nigga from back in the day
I never knew he would be actin' this way
He displayed some faulty shit, wish I woulda caught the bitch
I stuck to talkin' shit, instead of setting off the apocalypse

Out in the O, they tryin' to play you like hermits
Out in the O, they'll smoke your ass like sherm sticks
Definitely something to be concerned with
You can't trust these niggas and it's time that I learn this

This nigga that I went to school with
Asked me for five bills, what you gonna do with?
That? 'Bout to give you a whole five dollar bill
If the shit had been real, it wouldn'ta been a big deal

But faultiness strikes, he said
"Let's take a hike up the block
And I'll give you the five out my sock"
I give him two, my homie gave him three
We was both wonderin' what the fuck this gonna be

He took us over to a project building
I was bent off Cisco thinkin'
He said, "Wait here," and I started yellin'
He didn't make clear his intentions while he bailin'

Del infuriated, lost it, I drew the line, he crossed it
It's time to burn his ass like I was caustic
I was screamin', beamin', this lady came out her apartment
And said, "Bounce, if you're here to start shit, little boy"

She was like
Some shit happened out here last night
Get the fuck out 'cause it won't be no fight

This other nigga came out and said, "Don't shout
Yo' money gone, take this if you still wanna pout about it"
He opened his hand and I was shocked
In it was a crack rock

I said, "What the fuck I'm s'posed to do with this, eat it?"
I said, "Keep that shit" and then the lady said, "Beat it"
"He told you your money gone, so get your ass on"
I just did it 'cause I wasn't alone

This Mighty Morphin nigga who I thought was a friend
Transformed, took out a arm, wasn't nothin' but a fiend

He was fiendish, fiendish
He was suckin' base pipes like a penis
He was fiendish, fuck that punk