Real friends are hard to find Someone that will be there when you're losin your mind Fake friends and the smiles they wear They act like they do but they don't fucking care
I don't know how You can shake my hand How can you be my brother? You're not even a man
I don't think you know the fucking meaning of friend When I'm down you've three hands to lend There for the good, there for the bad The one thing that keeps me from goin mad Sometimes I just need somebody to talk to Someone that I trust, that's when you say "Yo! I got you!" Sometimes I wanna give up, cause life can get bogus That's why I got friends and you fucking know this I don't have to explain, you know the the fucking deal You're like a fucking brother, won't lie, cheat, or steal
To those who go behind my back, and sneak around I'll turn that smile into a fuckin frown Why is it so hard to say how you feel My true brothers know how to be real