real friends are hard to find someone that will be there
when you're loosin your mind fake friends and smiles they
wear they act like they do but they don't f*ckin care I
don't know how you shake my hand how can you be my
brother your not even a man I don't think you know the
meaning of friend when I'm down you got three hands to
lend there for the good there for the bad one thing that
keeps me from goin mad sometimes I just need someone to
talk to someone that I trust that's when you say "yo I
got you" sometimes I wanna give up cuz life can get bogus
that's why I got friends and you f*ckin know this don't
have to explain cuz you know the deal your like a brother
won't lie won't cheat won't steal to those who go behind
my back and sneak around I'll turn that fake ass smile
into a frown why is it so hard to say how you feel my
true brothers know how to be real