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Brotherly Love

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

self, its hard to follow the light
When you're surrounded by darkness, almost drowning in evil
Been searching for some help but still ain't found no real

blade tucked
I'm not opposed to a fight
Way y'all be talking fugazi
It kinda blows cuz I know you not that in real life
I keep a thorn by my side like

nostril
We There
Come on take another if you dare
The reason why its so raw cause its real
I swear by the hairs on my Chin Chiggy Chin
To the day I die I

One Two Niggas in the whip
Watch me pop up 

Three four Shots out this Glock
It's a gun war 

Five six 
7 bad bitches hit me up nigga 

Eight Nine

else is gonna get it for you
Huh
Bitch
Don't send me your location, I'm taken
By the mother fucking game
47, I'm moving like an Agent, (Loads Gun)
They

I was really in the trap with the army
Two guns on me, near nigga couldnt harm me
Where my competition at, let me hear somethin
I hear my competition

to steal somethin' Pay a nigga just to kill somethin
Puss pips start bends on him Make this shit get real for him

Hurt a nigga, ain't no deal, so I got me

your list is done/
I see the hit list, consider that your shit is bunk/
If your name start with 21, rich or lil, young/
Yachty be shunned, if Uzi a gun

Aquafina, uhh aaa
Nah we finna get straight to it
Yeah, y'all can hear me, y'all hear me good?
Ight wanna talk to y'all real quick
Let's, let's talk

yaa 28 year virgin yuh feel bigger than a killer weh a 21

Dem have plenty words we have plenty gun
Ever got it pon mi nah fi send fi none
And mi dawgs

will be gone
2-1 feel like Obi-Wan
And this Tatooine, got too many sons
I got quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, ones
Changing flows, I got millions

Master of twirl you know  
Rob the bitch, fuck the bitch 
I like Henny and the beach
Put some fast clips on the dicks 
By 18 was making bills 
By 21 making

Sign Ya Name

Tec-9

Ready 4 War

{Tec-9}

You live by the gun you gonna die by the gun
Lord let me live to see my son and daughter turn 21
But when I'm gone keep 'em strong don't let 'em

forty, lets tango
I flex real real hard
I flex like I’m Kurt angle
Lil bro pop her mans and then he had to lay low
I can’t trust no lame hoe
Give that mans

Falling Down

Supastition

Southernunderground

2003

Replaying conversations in my head by my ex-wife
From the house work that I did, to the kids, even our sex life
She said I was crazy so I threatened to prove

Nigga off of every zone I need at least a hunnid back
And I got another nigga waitin for another pack
Nigga gah damn boa da phone goin crazy
By it

business on the road - I do it nicely (uh-uh)
Step by step I look ahead I plan it wisely
Change up like the weatherman - trynna be better man
Yeah I saw

vanity/ I’m living by the truth cause that’s the only thing that never dies/ shooting free throws for possession/ ball never lies/ 21 never held a gun

gave him 99 years
And I got raised up an orphan
Didn't learn the truth for decades
By then it was too late for tears

Kyle looks at me real serious
He

Ima trapper by heart beat the block until it jam
If you a grimlem by heart play wid me gon meet yo end
Snitch ass Niggas wishing death on me so 2010

to make a nigga cry
There's puddles by feet I almost drowned
Everybody talkin' bout the drip but I really douse
There's a puddle near me
(Puddles by my

raised by a gun
And it's ironic 'cause my pops
Ain't give me no advice rappin' in the car
But couldn't stay the same
'Cause there's no room to turn into

sweaters in the sink
Now the chain and my watch is gold Dweller with the link
I'm making cheddar, what you think?
Gettin' better by the blink
Let's save

these meant for
Talking bout the 2-1 gun show, watch em run though
Forest Gump style, it's a no no
To cross me like a Volvo Logo
Puttin on a show just