"Foes"

Does anybody know
Who are there Foes
Now a foe is an enemy
Someone who is not a friend to Me

There are many people out to getcha'
And there are few taht wanna get witcha'
So Lets go and start an army
And make there run to mommy

Cuz the DJ's playin' our song
And I ask you what can be wrong
They dont know what goin on around here
We just be sittin' here smokin' and drinkin' beer

They dont wanna come face to face with the Underground
Cuz if they do, they will never be found
The police will have to send out the hounds
And search over the whole damn town