Fake Friends

I look a man in his eye, give'em a firm shake

And from that alone see I can tell the real from the fake

I look a man in his eye, give'em a firm shake

And from that alone see I can tell the real from the fake

They say the eyes are the window to the soul

I can see through right through your heart, I start to pick you apart

I tell you man, I should nickname these cats cellophane

From the second I shake they hand, I feel no love it ain't the same

Four finger ring, just like Radio Raheem, love or hate?

This man don't respect me, I can tell that from his shake

It ain't a thing, it don't hardly irk me