The beat was sposed to drop right there

The beat was sposed to drop right there

The beat was sposed to drop right there

Yeah yeah yeah... uhh



I send this one out, to my right hand man

or mens, or womens, the whole crew

The real fam



Chorus: KRS-One



We can count the dough or kick a flow

or chill out watchin videos

or actin really silly yo but really doe

all that can end...

Whether at the bar with superstars

or cruisin in the trooper car

I really don't care who you are

All I really need is a friend



Verse One: KRS-One



If we can't have trust then you can't hang with us

We respond to those who show respect with respect

We respond we connect on the same deck

same intellect, my man, never shifty, thinks quickly

If you can't understand, we boys we boys

We could stand on the corner with a hat sellin toys

It ain't about your Benz I hope it ain't about mine

my man, I be dissin in my freestyle rhyme

Gettin G's around the world, I can trust you with my girl

my man, we chillin at the jam, what's the plan?

I'm not a yes man and none of my friends are yes men

or women, I'm drivin, I see my peeps yo get in

Where you fit in? True friends are quick to sit

in the beginning of all trouble, and when your bankroll doubles

Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble

Still I got my own space like Hubble



Chorus



Verse Two: KRS-One



Cause don't nobody care about us, all they do is doubt us

Until we blow the spot then they all wanna crowd us

and wanna shout us, but you my man from way back

I just gots to say that, actin large I don't play that

But I can't say that, where I play at isn't fast-paced

A friend can acquire the taste to