text: What about your friends
  What about
  What about your friends
  What about what about
  Every now and then I get a little crazy
  Thats not the way its supposed to be
  Sometimes my vision is a little hazy
  I cant tell who I should trust or just who I let trust me, yeah
  People try to say I act a little funny
  But thats just a figure of speech to me
  They tell me I changed because I got money
  But if you were there before then youre still down with me
  What about your friends will they stand their ground
  Will they let you down again
  What about your friends are they gonna be low down
  Will they ever be around or will they turn their backs on you
  Well, is it me, or can it be Im a little too
  Friendly so to speak hypothetically say?
  I supply creativity to what others
  Must take as a form of self-hate
  Only to make an enemy
  Which results in unfortunate destiny
  They dog me out then be next to me
  Just cause I am what some choose to envy
  Every now and then I get a little easy
  I let a lot of people depend on me
  I never though they would ever deceive me
  Dont you know when times got rough
  I was standing on my own
  Ill never let another get that close to me
  You see Ive grown a lot smarter now
  Sometimes you have to choose and then youll see
  If your friend is true theyll be there with you
  Through the thick and thin
  What about your friends? 
  Will they stand their ground?
  Will they let you down again? 
  What about your friends? 
  Are they gonna be low down 
  Will they ever be around? 
  Or will they turn their backs on you?
  Friends...
  Friends...
  Let you down again....
  Be low down...
  Yo is it me?
  Forget giggly boogly
  Im attack it like a seizure
  I got rhymes at my leisure
  Time when I need ta
  With T to the L to the C
  What I be sayin
  Gettin loose on this track
  But underground is where Im stayin
  So hip hip hooray organizers comin in
  On a friend like the OJ
  But what about your friends to the end
  Will they run on out like a jeeble
  Or youll find em stickin close to your side
  Like a big bunch of fiends
  Six now the groupies drinkin water
  I get real funny so youd better hide your daughter
  Oh buddy, oh pal, oh chump friend of mine
  Stayin close like ketchup
  A virgin thats right
  You call me Bruce Lee right
  For the styles that me kick
  And give me enough respect for this funky remix
  One one thousand two one thousand three one thousand blitz
  Now the rabbit felt blue so I gave the nigga Trix
  Cuz I was his friend wasnt down for the beggin
  You called me a friend were seven about to takin
  Take a tickin keep on lickin why you dippin for the border
  You said youd be down for richer for poorer but
  O-U-T-K-A-S-T aint no change so TLC go head and sang baby
  Yo is it me
  L to the E-F-T-E-Y-E 
  Or can it be Im a little too
  Friendly so to speak hypothetically say?
  I supply creativity to what others
  Must take as a form of self-hate
  Only to make an enemy
  Which results in unfortunate destiny
  They dog me out then be next to me
  Just cause I am what some choose to envy
  Brrrrr.....ba ba ba
  Back up
  This ya wicked remix
  Come down wicked sing
  Rewind with em aya
  Friends?
  Will they stand their ground?
  Will they let you down again? 
  What about your friends? 
  Are they gonna be low down 
  Will they ever be around? 
  Or will they turn their backs on you?
  What about your friends? 
  Will they stand their ground? 
  Will they let you down again? 
  What about your friends? 
  Are they gonna be low down 
  Will they ever be around? 
  Or will they turn their backs on you?
  Some people say I act a little funny
  I wouldnt change not for no money
  Ill be a friend as long as youre a friend to me 
  Even though I might seem easy...