Friends, every story ends
And some of them end good
Here I am, in my neighborhood
And as I started this song
I'll be moving on
And I won't ever be alone
Cause my brothers always carry me home
Sometimes they ask me: what are you thinking about?
Me? I'm thinking of the cloud 
in the sky
And don't ask me why
This is the thing of mine 
And they slyly smile 
But they just say: you, don't mind!
And I can let them take control
Cause I know how these guys can roll
How they can cover my soul
How they can't let me fall
This is my crew, these are my brothers
Yo
And there can be no others
Always raising me up, never letting me down
Always pointing that I really haven`t got any crown
When I can`t resist, they are ready to assist 
Friends so faithful, and I'm so thankful!
Helping me in every sphere and area, saying, bro, you won't stuck, homie, we'll carry yo!
Cheer up, man, give up [bad word] your brain, they shout
And I'm trying to find this [bad word] out
Guys always know the [bad word]  but if they are confused
And I am at a loss and cannot act like a boss
Just because of something
We'll finally together find the cause
Because we understand each other
All brothers for one brother
This is how it goes,
This is how we do!
And that's what I am addicted to.
Here two on two always makes up five
They don't say goodbye
They only cry: "See you, guy!"
And there is always [bad word] in my reply: "Okay, right!"  [bad word] forward, we go for it!
We never feel sorry!
And we never get worried,
Have you ever heard it?
Even now you don't have to sort this [bad word]  
To conclude, my friends are the greatest on the planet.
And you must remember and get it!
We're the best, and there are many reasons
Don't [bad word] with us! Don't argue with the guys!