Have you ever been stabbed in the back
By someone you thought was really cool
Did they steal your lover or was it money
Or was it lies they told
Strangers just disguise as your friends
Never again cause now you know
Friends will let you down
Friends won’t be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends
Friends are hard to find
Friends yours and mine
I’m talking about your friends
Smiles they hide behind
Never know what’s on their mind
Could be true deception
Jealousy and envy reign
Never want to see you get ahead
They just hold you back
Friends will let you down
Friends won’t be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends
Friends are hard to find
Friends yours and mine
I’m talking about your friends
(Rakim Rap)
You used to kiss me and tell me you miss me
But now you try to glaze me, play me, and diss me
I’m wide awake, ready to break so we’d argue
What happened to the kisses and the “Ra, how are you?”
Forgot about the times when I rhymed when I bathed you
Dreams was the only little things that I gave you
Still ain’t thankful, you still complaining
Used to be a quiet storm, but now it’s raining
Harder than ever I’m thinking whether
If we should be friends, let it end
Is it better to forget or remember your body’s tender?
The vibe that I send her makes her surrender
The feelings of capture caught in a rapture
No woman can match you, so when I’m looking at you
Paint a perfect picture so you can remember me
But you could find the end if you pretend to be
Friends will let you down
Friends won’t be around
When you need them most
Where are your friends
Friends are hard to find
Friends yours and mine
I’m talking about your friends
They say they’ll be with you
Through all times of thick and thin
A shoulder to rely on
On the days that life gets rough
There to wipe your tears away
From that new heart break
But when it happens
You can’t find them
Where are your friends
(Eric B. Rap)
Friends are hard to find, so be careful
You can find them and to remind and they’ll pay you
But some ain’t that bad, but one might back stab
To get their fingertips on what one might have
Bite the hand that feeds you; leave the people who need you
For those who hold you back and mislead you
So be a leader, don’t get lead on
Or lead in a wrong direction, a dead end’s, next end
You need a detour; life’s like a seesaw
Up’s and down’s and I’ll bet there will be more
Potholes and obstacles in the path, that’s righteous
At times you need a hand to fight this way of life
Straighten up, take the door and replace it
And don’t you act “two-face” it
Cause jealousy and envy and you still act friendly
You could find the end, when you pretend to be