Lyrics:
Concord Grape Juice on a Concorde
Done lots of birds but she
Acting like a condor
Something like my money I'll pile it
I'm ill printed born way
Black shoes fit, like they was made, from ashes
Another brother, a sister or somebody's pops
And when I see Al, he never stops
Unless it's to make
sense is for you
'Cause you are my brother from another mother
You are a brother from another mother
'Cause you are my brother from another mother
They
givin you the slip
All you can do is trick
Word, cause brothers ain't shit
[ VERSE 2 ]
I'm on my way to the mall with a couple of friends
Some niggas
that they be
Many journeys to freedom made in vain
By brothers on the corner playin' ghetto games
I ask you, Lord why you enlightened me
Without
understand your plan.
Now I see the importance of history
Why my people be in the mess that they be
Many journeys to freedom made in vain
By brothers
my fees
I bring my luck into play
I get the buck get the pay
I get my cut by the way
All of my brothers and sisters and enbies
Are eating today
yeah I
I'm right by my brothers
I don't need a double with the way I'm fucking stunting
The police get to coming
Then imma get to running
Cause I aint got time
funk that can never be faded!
So you can tell by the way I funk my funk
No time for fakes, and no time for punks
Son rolls a thick one, brothers say
Can't explain the way I felt
Too many years I seen my brothers die
And I can't say that shit was really that fly
But I used to gangbang when I was younger
a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say ?Oohwee,
Peace to do 'cause I like the way you
that was committed
By one brother to another brother, and uh
I looked around my neighborhood as
A child and I
Saw the crime and violence and I said
the 3rd degree
Another one that's the 4th doobie
I got the Cooda snacks like I’m Scooby
Yes I'm a dog, I need me a bad bitch
Pussy on fleek, and I just
It's recovery that I need, another way
Is redundery, I touch down on my porch
I think my stomach gave fluid pounds in a scorch
I'm getting tunnel gaze,
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
Devin, tell me why they do us that way
The got me searching for the doja, in a doobie ashtray
So I can cope with it, not trying to travel up and smoke
Now's da time to find a vibe wit sis n both my brothers nigga
We are living our own life as time is passing by
We all get along 4 as 1 as we steady vibe
watchin you
I like the, I like the, I like the, I like the
Way you walk, yes, I live the way you move
I like the way you walk, when you walk on by
I
long
For my father, mother, my brother, sisters, I ain't gone
This day is just another, this life is fuckin way too long
I must admit, it ain't all
the blood in my brother's eyes (He would kill again)
Know he got his own thing yea, but I'm missing him
I like big racks, counting by checks, I'ma big flex
Hit 'em close range you can see the blood on my shirt
We make money in both ways yeah we got it outta the dirt
What is yours I make it mine I'ma take
‘em wrong, when I do there’s no second chance
Doobie walking daily towards success that’s the way I’m Cummin
Eating different meals, don’t compare
controlled by the outer world G
Another Bronx War Story
Sometimes I have to search for information to find out
Why was we put in these certain situations
Yeaa it's Phrv
Uh
I got me brothers from the other side
Lovers from the other side
Sister from another side
Cos water turn to blood one time
One
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