[Himself: Spoken]

Yeah, Uh, another Netherworlds hit

This is Himself along with Anacron and Murs

What you know about your true homeboys

See friends help you move, and real friends help you move bodies

[Verse 1: Himself]

Your homeboy will come kick it even though you broke

He'll come through with something to do more than just smoke

Laugh at your jokes, cuz your both in the same shit

Don't have to take five minutes to explain it

Your homeboys are them people that you hang with

Your homeboys are them niggas that you bang with

Your homeboys got your back when you got problems

And your real homeboys will try to help you solve 'em

True homeboys yeah they show patience

They'll help you beat a fools ass in the train station

Ready to stand up against what you facin'

And you got love even though your homeboys be fakin'

[Verse 2: Murs]

Now when you're down for somebody you don't raise when there's trouble

Street beef with the police, you stay down through the struggle

Only down for a few when it comes to me

Cuz most niggas won't even watch your back while you pee

And thats a damn shame

But now I realize the world to some people means different things

Now the way that I was raised, it means through and through

So if your homie ain't down with them fools over there then you get right behind him and scream, "fuck y'all too"

Even if you like the school you got his back just because

And thats what the Netherworlds call homie love

And thats what we call, uh, homie love

(Sample)

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

[Verse 3: Anacron]

What's up M? What's up Murs? What's up Jess? What's up Cop?

Eastside, Krystal, Jedi, Perf, Pro and Pops

Do you got some real niggas?

Well that all depends, on the definition that you use to classify friends

I'm picky with who is selected into my exclusive and elite circle of friends

Every fool I meet ain't going to be the homie

But a gang of marks claim to know me

Only on that shit when they need a name to drop

Those the same motherfuckers that talk shit and spread gossip

Smile like, "whats up" After the friendships in a coffin

I've seen some niggas do some shit that you would not believe

Like hating on there boy to get a trick up they sleeve

Or a bitch on their arm

That ain't cool at all

So I don't fuck with fools like ?

Dude your homies come first not ass and cash

Them niggas you can hug and be like, "fuck the past"

Them niggas that will blast in the name of retaliation

Them niggas that will last when you break up chains of relations

The family you don't have to share blood with

I'll take my boys to eat before I'm taking out a bitch

And I'd gladly take out their enemies

Theses G'd entities run together in the breeze

Freeze the bullshit and seize the opportunity to appreciate the eight or nine dudes thats true to me

(Sample)

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy

Down with a nigga damn near before a nigga was rhyming

My closest homeboy