Lyrics:
been cookin' all morning, and you haven't touched a single bite
That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have
the opp block, took a right, took a left
Saw ten opps dancing around, they having fun
Tdot hopped out he's slapping, they all run
One got hit and dropped
to cops
In prison he saw me, he wasn't on none
He was quick to call govs now on road he's someone (Huh)
Raised by thugs in the trencherous slums
And i love
diss my God and I'm around
Best believe it's war
Yea I know some of y'all think Christians are soft
Cause we are taught to then the other cheek when we
ball in the west
That lil' nigga was killin'
Surrounded by violence
His parents ain't like it
They knew that
They son was no a regular nigga
He got a bit
How can we be brothers if you switch up on me bout a bitch
Nigga acting like he with it but we both know he a bitch
All this water on my wrist I
Y'know I'm chillin, I gots no time for catchin feelings
Get that money I wants, some brothers wanna act funny
But it's all good I still die for the hood
every time he draw me with compliments
Joey I'm fallin for a thug, should I sacrifice
or let it go brother you never gave me bad advice
[Fat Joe]
Gladiator
John John in the motherfuckin' booth
With my brother the
Fucking gladiator every time we in this
Bitch, day one shit
A1 shit big homie tell
Pretty Jamaican kept doing his thing
Him and his older brother got caught up in a sting
Out on bail, pressure by the feds, he caught seven in the head
words
Proper instruction and sentence construction, and putting it all in a verse
He came a long way since Parkway
When he saw his parents both part ways
Runnin' from the motherfuckin' boys in blue all I hear is Nino, Nino
The boydem caught my brothers moving loose, going up and down like a see saw (skrr)
that dope dude
It's like bombs dropped from the air when he spoke to you
And I double dare y'all to heat it up cause he already straight smoked the booth
do you see when you see me
All of these rappers on TV you thinking it’s easy
You only think they conceited
Ain’t call out for help
But it’s clear that
"In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased to have
been cookin' all morning, and you haven't touched a single bite
That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today
Said he'd be pleased to have
been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased
"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
"Said he'd be pleased
(What)
Brother, brother doing...
(What's he doing)
Thought they you saw tripping
But you ain't never falling
Even when you fell, you got up quickly so
without any help
How can you do it without any help
How can you do it all by yourself
How can you do it all by yourself
always go straight to the booth to let out all my pain
You was my brother I cannot believe you changed on me
They say I'm strong by the way I hold this
Brown paper bag (yo khaled I'm so focused homie I can see clearly now you all ready know what it is)
Thank god for those days, thank god for those
outside when you heard my brother cry for help
Held him like a newborn baby and made him feel
Like everything was alright
And a fight he tried to put up,
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