Lyrics:
screw both of ya'll
See ya'll done hooked up wit each other
Man, you was like my brother
Now I'm in here, ya'll undercover
Girl you screwin'
Wait, just
always there but you don't wanna bother
And it's sad how you rather go desperate huntin' for another brother
Over being a mother
And tryna smother my image
the American Man
Free men
Haunted by the music
Ghosts of generations
Beat the drums for freedom
Those who toiled and suffered
Now those they try
my brother
Elyana I've loved you like no other
But I don't mean to smother
I know I can be intense
Sometimes I lack the common sense
But you been stuck
brother brother man
I have no hidden pain for my brother man
Oh lord i pray, lord i pray
For my brother brother man
I pray that u succeed
Oh my brother
locked in a can
Me never understand the way a brother
Go dey kill a brother man
For these things called rabbas (money)
I live a life they wanna live my
sisters my cousins nem
I try to put me right under them
Cause how can you win tryna smother them
You wasn't really tryna breathe
Ya selfish by yaself in
Yeah, we used to be brothers
I used to call you my brother
When we fight I'm taking off on another
Staying tall against the wall for each other
old
Man I thank my nigga Joe thank my nigga Justin taught me how to trap niggas like my brothers
Weed was in the front, crack was in the back Dynasty
will go by
And I'll just be a statistic
Another man gunned down by the opposition
But they say that I'm trippin' when
I pull my gun to protect
Too many
the same
And when government bar down
Then I wan' give ghetto man job home
My God oh, 'cause if a ghetto man a get work
My brother na a win go take some five
worth it, to go raw deal
A man's gonna do what a man's gonna do
He got butt-naked and stuck the power you
Twenty minutes went by, my man went out,
worth it, to go raw deal
A man's gonna do what a man's gonna do
He got butt-naked and stuck the power you
Twenty minutes went by, my man went out,
Machine against man and the
Planet's in ruins
But by then we will have mastered the craft
Of creating clone soldiers to we don't have
(to) come out
natural, because we lose plenty to the violence
Feel like this the wrong time to be silent
Head up on my head, I feel like DJ Khaled
Man I'm getting old it's
say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
Na so e dey rotate
I say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
Na so e dey rotate
Chudie O na my brother
you?! Nah, it couldn't be"
They kept askin' me as I did my chores
My butt was saved by a knock on the door
"Who is it?", that's what my brothers barked
of the party
Some would say
Socially awkward
But he's just quiet
And a deep thinker
My brother
Like any young man
Loves his Nintendo and PlayStation
you accept the charges, if not hang up
To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie
To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie
If you locked in the box,
brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back get back get back"
Me and a man was workin' side by side
This is what it meant
They was
shit
Is meant for me
I been in the streets for a minute
My nigga in a minute
My brother for his sentence
Man I haven't seen his face in a minute
Gotta go
problem thats common in Deuteronomy
So cops still killing brothers and mothers look to others
To smother a flame burnin forever no love is harder
If common
know if I go any deeper no joke Ima smother
Got my moma by my side cause they no lies when I tell her that I love her
I just wanna live life, gotta keep
got my man Gang Starr in the house
and to my brother Smooth B is in the house
and I'm Greg N-i-c-e, I'm in the house
So peep it
[ VERSE 1: Greg
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