Lyrics:
talk to me nice
Give my mans his life
I say by now he paid that price
Brother forgive me cause I never write
I barely call
What was the price
That shit
your brother, tell am come home
See your brother tell am come home
See your brother tell am come home
So if you see your sister, tell am come home
See
Yep
Steps up to the plate
Little brother, little league
Eighty-seven he was eight
Rookie season for the skinny slugger
Newly out of t-ball
Pit
before the morning light
Helping farmers grow the vegetables we eat
All at once the sky was lit up by a spaceship streaking down
And the little people
Back in the days when the sun shined bright
The old gang laughed, and stayed up all night
Brothers in arms, we were ready to fight
Girls on our arms,
fields at home.
I dreamed about my mother,
Dear old Papa, Sister and brother,
I dreamed about that girl
Who's been waiting for so long.
I want to go
hardly present, I had to learn from the absence
Father figure strong, but my pops was on the road
Trying to bring that bacon home
But my brother, he was
I got a dream that I'm up a billion
With all my brothers standing right next to me
And I pray to see the day my brothers cop 9 figure homes, a sight
by (to get by)
You're all (you're all)
I need (all I need)
To get by (yeah, ay)
Check it out
Shorty I'm there for you anytime you need me
For
and by, Lord, by and by?
There's a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
I said to the undertaker
"Undertaker, please drive slow
For this
home sweet home
when the thought crossed my mind that I had left my microphone
And me without a mic is like a brother with no function
That's like (?)
I was in the dark with woods all around
Looking all around, hey what was that sound?
Brother by my side, will we make it home?
I have never felt so
lost your way
Know that you can always come back home
Some days you're weighed down
By a heavy load
And things just don't go right
Forgot to leave some
as night is neon
See your face lit by your phone
My Nikes keep me running running
Every time you're home
Hold the hand that holds me down
I've never learned
you just hit the lottery
On vacation in the Florida Keys
By now you could have had a family
Instead you ridin around smokin trees
Droppin off D in
Its lonely
Get used to it
Verse 1: Malik Baptiste
I was living at home with my family in Texas
Pouring coffee over ice for a check and a necklace
Peter Pan!
If you want to save Wendy,
come to my pirate ship.
Wendy! Wait for me.
I will go save you!
Wendy and her brothers
were captured by Captain
flood
Like a river
As they turn him over
Placing him on the stretcher
Thank God
I thought he was my brother
I am the eldest
Of six children
Five girls
voice sound unusual
Say I got to come home for my brother funeral
Said they caught him in the car in front of his girl house
Same nigga who he was just
In life brother
That's what my uncle always too say
Now a year after he's gone
I think I finally know what he meant by that
In life my brother
down the hill
And I was by your side all the way
I miss you my brother
Wish you never went away
The days are lonely without you
I miss you my brother
playing games
They ain't really reppin' but they all yelling gang
Fuck around get eaten by them sharks riding waves
Standing with my brothers fo' we all in
Peace to the God
Peace Allah
Ayyo there go that brother Grand Puba
I heard that brother got knowledge of self
Yo true indeed brother
Yo let's
you don't ever do anything else for me,
Just do this for me brother,
Come on home, boy.
I was haulin' this hay to Uncle Joe's farm,
Thought
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