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