Lyrics:
I've been born.
I am torn apart 'cause there's no one to brother John.
Left my past, gotta start fresh.
I feel I'm not grown.
Wrote this song about my
the swerve and shadow,
Bennet from deep with his feet on tiptoe,
Barry john move sleek when in state-flow,
Prince Edwards at peak was primo,
JPR, JJ ring
of me
Had it made in '83
Thinking about my brother Ben
I miss him every day
He looks just like his brother John
But on an 18 month delay
He's a-okay, by
just got to let it out
This is my Peace Letter Man
Aye
Its 2006
Feeling sick in my stomach
About to vomit, cause I wonder how I got a baby brother
Six
too long, they go find someone to replace ya
So I guess this is a letter, to all my brothers, Most Dope, that's forever
I love you more than words
what I'm sayin'?
And then come to find out, you know what I'm sayin'?
My brother hipped me to it, the nigga tryin' to rap now
Oh yeah, that's the shit
To whom this may concern
This letter is in regards to my brother
He's not old enough to realize you're coming for him, so I'm writing on his behalf
I thought that we'd be further along by now
I can't remember how
We stumbled to this place
I loved you like a long lost brother
On a bad day maybe I
with problems
Nobody helping me solve 'em
Everyone there for the wins
I'm by myself for the losses
Pray none of my brothers cross me knowing I'll die for
feel your legs kid
I'm a gangsta corporate hustla, my voice is illustrious
Hounded by vicious dons, nigga we armed, trust me bruh
They yellin' Chef,
how hard I try not to be found
Chorus:
I could do without
A helicopter over my house
Big Brother, you were always like a sister to me
Now I know what
[Slick Rick]
Well, I waited long time sweatin it
Gettin jerked but yea I'm gettin it
Early mornin, stiff as dawn and 'em, 'cause a brother give
Well, I waited long time sweatin' it
Gettin' jerked but yea I'm gettin' it
Early mornin', stiff as dawn and 'em, 'cause a brother give the mornin'
Blue-Eyed Soul
Lyrics by Stoyan Zachariev
It’s all about the music! It’s all about my Soul Brothers, yeah!
I wrote this song, especially for you!
some questions.
GRUB:
But Officer McNeil, there's more! Hit it, Tank!
TANK:
The plane went down two weeks ago
The letter came today
My brother's name
on
Sonny D, my fucking brother, Britney, Scott, Chico, EP
Like, Rodney, Rosie, Rozzy, hahaha, Brian, International, Mike Alexander
Marissa, Mira, Art, Ty
what I'm sayin'?
And then come to find out, you know what I'm sayin'?
My brother hipped me to it, the nigga tryin' to rap now
Oh yeah, that's the shit
take the world by storm
Sky blessed, the land of the brave
Understand where I stand, my hand is made
From B R double-O K-lyn in the planet
Family
stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record
I been workin on the farm
Just me and my brother Jack
Choppin a sea of cotton
Till I thought Id break my back
Everything changed
When my daddy
Last chance y'all even if you can't ball
What part don't you understand? Your wish is my command
And I'm a rock a jam by popular demand
You gone
'Kuz behind the wall
Build wit' your bro's
We designed to fall
Yelling Hold ya own
I Tell 'em King in peace
I Miss my brother MEG
A Letter to the streets
Blue-Eyed Soul
Lyrics by Stoyan Zachariev
It’s all about the music! It’s all about my Soul Brothers, yeah!
I wrote this song, especially for you!
Last night I went to sleep in Detroit City
I dreamed about them cotton fields of home
I dreamed about my mother, dear old pappy, sister and brother
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