Lyrics:
And they gone parole me early I'll be home before your birthday
June 18th his parole date
Turn 18 July 5th
I'll be back from summer school I gotta break
afraid?
My Brother
I went home early going home to see my wife
So I stopped at the Florist and I bought her a dozen of red roses.
Parked the car down
Affected by political crime
I was forced to cross the Nile
They labelled it a war tone zone
But I'll always be calling it home
Affected by political
say he cant run from death you cant choose a day his momma crying he getting worse day by day he only had one dream and was to wave oversea yeah
When i
when we losing all each other
I say times getting hard when we losing all our brothers
I say times getting hard when you coming from that struggle
I say
see
Brothers, Sisters, all dying, surrounding me
One, one, one, out my six-shooter, that makes three
Out my barrel the last thing they'll ever see
Pale
money or lives, sir," they cried
Then with his knife took his own brother life
That's a picture from life's other side
Now the next scene is that by
and so you lied
Lost and alone
So far from home
I'm dying inside
I know how it feels to be betrayed
Lost and alone
So far from home
I'm dying inside
I
me
And so you lied
Lost and alone
So far from home
I'm dying inside
I know how it feels to be betrayed
Lost and alone
So far from home
I'm dying
the crossfire
Hurt from all my dawgs dying
Lord forgive my sins been hoping
Jesus could get Alzheimer's
Different with my pen ice on my wrist like I got arthritis
naked that
I feel it bleed
At once I am drained of life
I'm dying on my own
Can anyone save me here?
And tell me where's my home?
Precious life is what
kill us feel like we dying for nothing
They said I wouldn’t be shit like I wasn’t trying or sum
Them niggas always running back they don’t get tired
see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Georgia)
Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say don't worry 'bout it
night I'd be up waiting for a saviour
But the saviour never came that's why I find it hard to open up
Maybe mummy wasn't coming home for bed tonight
By
people are trying to see you home
Above the clouds, and skeletons under the ground, your family hearts broke
They’re crying every time wishing they can
they life so aggravating
Y after Y Zs sleep till I'm flying
The hood still hood and our brothers still dying
Smoking on the corner that's your older
nigga i want us to win
ESMG Brothers Only ain't no friends
Like a jet mop swiffer than yo old man
DubK where a lot of niggas dying
I done seen pallbearers
safe from dying
But brothers gone now I'm crying
Wish my heart tried to get by it
It only knows this violence
The screaming words are tridents
Piercing
A picture from life's other side
Somebody has fell by the way
And a life has gone out with the tide
That might have been happy some day
There's a poor
high, but am I high enough?
I do this for my brother
The best thing to come from father and my mother
If I could bet 500 on him I would bet 1,000
Might
survive by my own children
Scared I'll end up like my dad
Dying broke and leaving nothing in the bag dang
Fear of losing her, so I lost her
Are love was
in my thoughts
With the sun in my eyes
Kept my head hanging low
Kept my gun by my side
My brother's name in my head
And the tears from my eyes
never had
But I'm never mad cause I done snagged one bad one with my young ass
Once I turned 18 it was on
But my brother started writing home, tellin
might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around
Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly
But you
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