Lyrics:
and thank you Wes
I’ve had friends in the past but you guys are the best
No matter how much shit, always stuck by my side
Through the mud, through the egg,
The fuck you sweating on my final choice?
Aussie rules baby, fact is, the goals is beside the points
You dig? I'm deep, they shovel you shit by the week
We
She revealed a deck of Tarot cards and began
to tell me of my past in which she went into great detail about the pain
of my youth, my brother and my
Yo
So this one goes out to my younger days
10 years old behold ur first fade
But worry not cuz that person is your brother
Time will prove
of my past like Darryl Dawkins
Led by the Spirit, preach the Gospel, the true doctrine
Glass shatter, at first I'm thinking it's Steve Austin
It was God,
now
I'm tellin, I'm show you, watch
Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan)
Uh-huh
[Jamel Simmons]
I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son,
tempt me
If you ain't repping bandana my nigga don't ask me, if you are my nemisis
Don't bother calling brother is strictly bidness, stop calling me
every beat I murder without any fucking knife
Mo se single mo se feature mo tun se album
Hope never dies my brother see never give up
Mo se reggae mo se
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
I'm show you, watch
Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan)
Uh-huh
[Jamel Simmons]
I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin
Industry
To all the coons, I say "Hi!"-de-ho
Produced by the mighty pro
Crazy Kay Gee kickin' hit's like Karate Joe
Always with the mind every time to
Blame it
dance like if I was Albert Alien
People just love it when the Biz starts to play
With my (beatboxing), and by the way
Skeezing with a girl is
Too scared to fall in love
Who's your daddy
How fucking rad
Once you get on that bus you ain't got no mama no more
You got your brothers on the team
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
a mere mortal
Blessin beer bottles by the dozen with N.O.R.E. it's Brothers Thuggin
put an extra lime on my water glass (I'm so sorry)
An hour later here she come by walking past
(I hate to be a pest but my son would love your
for the show
Y'all worried about the clubs
I'm worried about the love
By the looks of it
Y'all brothers gettin' none
Brothers gettin' sonned, they could
Monologue shit at the end of the album but...
In the light of all the shit me and my nigga done been through past in a couple of...
Man like I feel it's
seem so uncertain
Tell me how can I shine when I can't see past the curtains
I'm searching for answers but can barely scratch the surface
And this four
Imma loner nigga wanna I kick it by myself
Wanna see my momma rich
And I wish all my patnas health
They my brothers till the end
I'm steady rolling
separated by the different worlds
If and only we can talk bet you we'd be switching girls
My other half gone when my brother passed on
Feeling like my wrath
popping
Remember the baby name's we were rockin
Had that early
Since the last time I saw you No rest, Work, No stopping
Ready to drop my album when's yours
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