Lyrics:
dead brothers in Lauderdale South
And I got dead brothers in East Tennessee
My Daddy got shot right in front of his house
He had no one to fall
unknown reason her brother Tom stabbed me
And not two months later, I'd taken Tom's life
I's captured and tried in a village of Kingsport
Not a soul in
We were hungry just barely alive
By May tenth Richmond had fell
It was a time I remember oh so well
The night they drove old Dixie down
on the first class flight
Cause it's free, so you know it's goin down like an enemy
Jukin fools like Vince Young out in Tennessee
Read it by the rules, number
brothers are killed with no justice
Or peace, in the middle of hell
And I was out on the Isle when the two Towers fell
So now you're gonna tell that
Can make some room for love and kill the pain
Listen to me brother
You better hold on to each other
'Cause the years roll by like a highball train
of national security, making anti-muck
out of spread-out style. the irrational reproduction
of these impossible motherfuckers is spurred on by
you and me
nigga like a xray
I'm probably sliding round by myself I keep a AK
I'm probably counting up another bag errday be payday
And ain't shit cheap
They can't
on the curb wit his nose snotty
I grew up inda streets where it get hetic
Keep my brother close to me because he reckless
When i was down you treated me just
Growing up in the hills
Of middle Tennessee
I'd quit my job I could find one
But that might just suit me
'Cause I never wanted money
And I never
Mad Hot
Big Homie Got Da Cracc Spot
On Locc Like A Pad Locc
By Morning Poccets Not Fat
By Night Gotta Fat Knot
Knocc Knocc
Tryna Box Me In This Hot
it ain't by Sunday
Ain't repent for my sins yet
Ain't say goodbye to my friends yet
If I got to fade into a cloud
Brother Spooky blowing loud down
Go
Look, i got 1 problem 99 are fixed, they all got painted black nails like a bitch, or painted black nails like a emo, their programmed by a program
like the treasury
Nigga swear they ballin' like they 7 feet
Like John Lennon, just let it be
(I got my whole life ahead of me)
I judge a man by his
131 years savage generation
One recipe enough said
Jack Daniels old number 7 B
Quality, Tennessee, sour mash whiskey
Ooh, so many flows
Shit goes,
By the skeleton of nature
We gauge it's time to go
The past score of my life
We dodge the storm
We trace our path down ninety five
And merge
trouble started early
I was stealing and gettin' in fights
Smoking and drinking by age thirteen
Skipping class and getting high
When I quit school
Can't no nigga play me
Up a nigga like some rabies
Got the whole hood like, "Flock crazy"
I'll paint your whole town red, make your little brother
of the Falkland Islands war
You head home and you're accosted by a youngster wearin' robes
And wanting money for his God who sits upon a plastic throne
You
moves
Don't get it wrong, damn fools, Stak hard on ya too
We ain't gone play with this shit, same label and shit
Like brothers, different mothers, but we
Country western, country western Little brother don't you steal my steel guitar
Don't care who you are, I will find you and you know you won't get
Mama's as good a wife and Mama as she can be
And your Sister's puttin' that sweet stuff on everybody in town but me
Your Brother was the first-born, got
only a few of em
Hey hey hey
Lost my first brother at twenty-two, hey
Lost my grandma the same week, hey
Last time I saw em was in Tennessee, hey
brother's there and I always feel so free
But I still wake with the feeling that I'm waiting or I'm riding
And it gets a little sad if I feel stuck in
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