Lyrics:
know, it's for real
Flat lined in an ambulance
Without a pulse to feel
[Chorus]
Hey blood brother, you're one of our own
You're as sharp as a razor
Batman played by Michael Keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone that's black
With fame, and pockets that are fat
Hey, Erick Sermon, he's one
Packs
all the times
All the laughter and the tears
Special little moments through all of the years
But the sands of time go by, we're older and we're wise
little brother
His brother guides him by the shoulder
Through these loud and crowded venues
Trying to steer that drunken ship, through the night
And it
back as soon as there comes a day
That I fall out with Dre
Wake up gay and make up with Ray
Hey, so fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken,
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
little lyin' brother would be if we was living in Carolina
Trapped in this Rap City, uh
Where the Black Girls are mad pretty, uh
And voids like this I
Put a 50 on your head for my little brother (50)
Pullin' up to Vegas in a helicopter (hey)
VVS diamonds like a chandelier
Shawty, she give ass, I
mouths open
Tryin to come up offa me
You in the clouds hoping
Smokin dope it's like a sherm high
Brothers think they learned to fly
But they burn little
Baltimore
Ain't it hard just to live?
Just to live
Get my sister Sandy
And my little brother Ray
Buy a big old wagon
To haul us all away
Live out
Baltimore
Ain't it hard just to live?
Just to live
Get my sister Sandy
And my little brother Ray
Buy a big old wagon
To haul us all away
Live out
money, now these bitches wanna talk all day (Hey, talk to me)
How they talk all day (Yeah, aye)
But I can't find a single reason just to coast by
Me
Fall, touch her toes, then I'm throwin' 50K (hey)
Splash brothers, whoa, we just landed in the Bay (splash)
Look at the way that I be pushin' in that
a little bit of organization
And a little bit of focus, yeah?
And we're going to make it to Sunday
Who wants to make it to, Sun-
Back, they call me
To the black with a fat rap with a fat sack
With a little bit a funk in my napsack
Take it back to the brother land
And I was smotherin' stupid idiots like
get ours no
Matter what the consequence is
Shawty that’s why i pay my residentials
Hey yo we gotta get ours no
Matter what the consequence is
Little
the Grateful Dead, Little Richard and the Rolling Stones
Ray Charles, Led Zeppelin and the Everly Brothers
Bad Bo Diddley and the Beatles and some others
Time passed a little too slowly, but it's only because I know I'm stuck
It took some time but Rosie's been nicer,
I guess my attitude was just bad
Hey
the dinner plate
Hit the booth then a brother hit the interstate
With a little boost to recoup what the rent'll take
Sweet tooth and the truth got a bitter
by that
That day I told you that was how I wanted me and my brothers to be and me and my niggas to be
And then we went to this little private party,
the times,
All the laughter and the tears.
Special little moments through all of the years
But the sands of time go by.
We're older and we're wis.
Never
'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
Rudeboy, salute with your gun
Little baby
no
Lame ass niggas no more
Bein bullshit by bullshit niggas (for real)
Am I my brother's keeper?
Theres no need to ask, I'm the creeper
Million dollar
of them except one.
Cause mama's got a new husband and a stepson.
And you don't want a brother do ya?
Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little
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