Lyrics:
brothers and
Sisters, the memory of his parents
The street vendors selling
The elotes con mayonesa that I would beg him
To get in the mornings before school
and the honeydew
Time goes by and I still call for you
Wishing we could go back to a simpler time
Back when street lights came on by 9
Yellowbrick roads
This was all new to me
Fuck that foolishry
The streets was a zoo to me
By how it was doing
I ain't know what the struggle could really do to me
style, no one could compete)
Serpents will bite
Lay outside, and then they roll back into they holes
They slither, in the streets of Brooklyn, New York
what turned his dream into a nightmare
Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary."
He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody
Maybe if we
like daughter
Everything unplagued by her madame mother
The present mocks us, good Black people
With keen memories set fire to the bastards
Who ask us in
of a dream
That you're living in
She never cared
Beware, my brother, beware
For the female of the species is deadlier than the male
Memories
responsibility
To all my brothers in the streets
I know you feel you gotta hustle cause your peeps gotta eat
Makin moves right and exact; don't wanna see you layin
overstand
Tryin to stay focused but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope with bein broke, I'm a man - see'mon
[Chorus]
Son don't let these streets, get
of a dream
That you're living in
She never cared
Beware, my brother, beware
For the female of the species is deadlier than the male
Memories
Hommie , c street crown Prince of this Mafia Click Biz , c DON , Couldn't imagine your Love will Take me by Storm ,I was Wrong , Oh No !! Now your
Miss the ones that's gone I can't forget a thing
Grieving it be fucking up my memory
Liquor in my body I can't feel a thing
And it's killing me
Miss
with me
You'll get taken by a stupid dope brother who will smother
Word to the motherfucker, straight outta Compton
(Compton Compton Compton)
Damn,
rotting in the grave
We're like Autumn leaves that fall and fade
Carried by the endless winds of change
Don't want these memories to decay
Like bodies that
be working for the green oh yeah
With my brothers messing up the scene oh yeah
Yeah we lit
Omo Omo no dey Jonze we be running this street
Oh yeah
I
I'm just howlin' at the moon
As I maneuver through the streets
I hope the moon have mercy on me
Before I lay me down to sleep
I hope the moon have mercy
evil, where my state meant no thesis
Raised on the streets, we replaced peace by a piece
When drugs came like a disease my brothers left deceased
Life's
And I'm still haunted by old memories
Yesterday is history
Tomorrow is a memory
The present is a gift
I'm thankful but I still feel misery
I hope you
the memories that you won't tell nobody
I'm the pilot
I been G fivin'
And round me only Gs be ridin'
Take you down memory street
We ridin'
Four seater, one
brother said you got two choices
You can attack them by me, or you can attack Them through money
Now, everybody's not afraid to kill each other
But we seem
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I spent my 19th birthday in the hospital
With my brother and my mum
And I know it sounds dumb but I felt like I lost it all
The pain's
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
things
Im feeling alright and the birds will sing
One day my albums they be holding
Its the little things that got me by
Orchid street did help me fly
Baby
On the leaves, on the pavement
By the streets, by the station
They all with me
Take them all with me
On the leaves, on the pavement
By the streets
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