Do the Same as My Brother Do
RZA, Wu-Tang Clan
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Life is what you make it My darling, my dear Try to make it If I could, I would, if I can't, I won't Please forgive me if I don't Should, some should be I come from the strangest streets I come from the place where love and danger meets A house full of noisy kids, boys avoiding bids Unemployed, on Skid Row, we had no toys for kids We would bang our thumbs, gunshots, they run We would bang on drums made from garbage cans Even garbageman make more than mom They make more than teachers, next door the preachers They were sure they would reach us but we'd never listen Niggas drunk and pissing on the side of the building Can't provide for children, someone stop the squealing Turned to drugs for healing, thug sneaking and killing Cop sirens are screaming, inside the cars, we dreaming One day we could own one, right now we can't bump crumbs My brother would sell jawns, my mother would yell, "Son You'll end up in jail, son, or dead or in Hell, son" But what could she tell son? That money excel, dun Tony got knocked up, now looking for bail, son Making collect calls, expecting that mail, son Doing push ups in a six by four cell, son A hard head makes a soft tail, son And my little brother on that same trail, son Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle And we ignore the ones who truly loves you As we do foolish things we see the others do I try to do the same things my big brother do Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle And we ignore the ones who truly loves you As we do foolish things we see the others do I try to do the same things I saw my brother do Loaded guns in the shoebox, fingerprints on the ooh-wop Ziploc plastic bags with black and blue tops We slung on the block and watch out for the blue coats Sess blunts we pass after two tokes Starving for a G-note back, and forth on the ferry boat Coming up from poverty, we were very broke To twenty-eight grams, expand to a thousand grams Reap the twenty dollar bills passed through a thousand hands Multi-project apartments, spots bubbling Never went to clubs with less than a dozen men Recruiting young gunners and runners, let my cousin in Spot gets knocked, my brother locked the f*ck up again Another mama's son stuck in the fucking pen To disperse, no one to trust, back to struggling Now I'm on the streets trying to get my hustle in Cheap wine guzzling, life is so puzzling Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle And we ignore the ones who truly loves you As we do foolish things we see the others do I try to do the same things my big brother do Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle And we ignore the ones who truly loves you As we do foolish things we see the others do I try to do the same things I saw my brother do
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