Lyrics:
your cousin come
Tell your homie come
'Cause y'all can come along
Nigga, come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
your cousin come
Tell your homie come
'Cause y'all can come along
Nigga, come along
Tell your mama come
Tell your papa come
Tell your brother come
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
brother peace to my enemies
Fuck all them punk bitches that wanna limit me
I know they all scared because none of them near me
My value is verified by
I got that call
That they killed my brother
I feel like I died
I wasn't meant to prepare for it
You know I'm the oldest child
All that shit I
brother
Who ripped your shirt
You say don't know
But I know full well
That ya getting through something
You're always going through something
So I sit
down
Cause I come strong, rather than come at all and not be ready
That's what separates me from the petty
MC's gas themselves by drinking too much
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
Gotta keep going for my mother
And shit will get tough
I know that we still got each other
At the end of the day
I know that you’ll still be my brother
Gotta keep going for my mother
And shit will get tough
I know that we still got each other
At the end of the day
I know that you'll still be my brother
songs with you
Brother I look back on all of the love, on all of the laughs
Remember in the moonlight night?
We saw the neighbours pool by the riverside
sucker shit, talking to the feds
He singing like Mariah with that warrant on his head
This dirt bag swine live in squalor
It made all the gunmen holler
Artex the same passion
Breath the same blend of Earth's gases, roll over the tongue as poetic passages
We all passengers in our pastime, recall tall tales
has got me feeling on the fence
And all this shit is so intense
Don't wanna go to this event
Just wanna stay home and invent
And somehow, yeah, that
the silver
They ain’t really the winners
Long as we still in the mixture
That’s a real bad look...
... Brother
Now I got ’em all shook, brother
I ain’t playing
Spyderman I love you bro
Seven Nineteen Twenty Twenty Bee got killed
All on the net I seen my brother with his blood spilled
Laid back dude he ain't bother
by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
dreams
My mama need me, I can tell by how she hug her baby
Fuck is a friend? If I've been feelin' fuck my brother, lately
Clutchin' my pistol in that
vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say
vicious, grab that lil' bitch by the collar, ayy
Bitch ain't have no cup, we poured it up in water bottles
If that bitch come off the hip, then don't say
arms
Yeah walking side by side
Sharing special moments
Until the day that we die
Brothers in arms
Then the time came (Oh oh oh oh oh oh) felt
a muther f**kin' ear.
So I can tell you why...
Runnin' With my brothers, headed for the home base.
With a steady pace on the face that just we raced.
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