Dear Brother I'm worried I've never seen you act like You wanna take your life You've gotta think this over 'Cause every time I try to plea You just push
(feat. J. Scott of Saliva) Dear Brother I'm worried I've never seen you act like You wanna take your life You've gotta think this over 'Cause every time
(feat. J. Scott of Saliva) Dear Brother I'm worried I've never seen you act like You wanna take your life You've gotta think this over 'Cause every
to begin Droppin' knowledge with weight, Cuz you rate paper thins. Science is one thing, knowledge is another. What do I mean when I say that I'm a brother? Being a brother
out I said bitch I didn’t know this was a crack house I got my coat and suddenly ... (police breaking into house annoucing themselves) The cop busted in and had a mac-10 pointed
point I think we're missing, It's in the air we raise our fists in, In the smiles we cast each other, My sister, my brother. About the time we gave
'em, fuck these niggas Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like "Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice" I said yo, the brother
, 2, 3 Check this out, listen to me, listen Life is tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you Doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view
attitude as thick as a convict's Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through
ill the other times buck wild But the science is always there I'd be a true sucker if I acted like I didn't care I rap for brothers just like myself Dazed
some concrete? I got some brothers that'll do you for gold teeth But most the time I move, I move alone Take a bat, break your motherfuckin' dome Shoot
, deep in the mix Me and my team out for cream and jewel-liks The faster, the better, blood, leather, the baby sledge Case hitters me, I'm the point man
muthafuckin house All duck MC's get flat, muthfuckas Yeah 1993 And it's still me A rappin brother from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother
wall general, Young Cash Money [Brisco] Before I leave home, I kiss my babies hope I return safetly, knowin the odds against me These devils, they tryin to break
s for the worse You're not my girl Stop the circulation to my legs and break my bones Dateless and late, better by myself at home Past the point of trying
keep your wrist covered or piss colored By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris brother I.C.U., my sheisty crew like ice me too I break your legs, leave
) to severe (for your ear) Yeah, Creep around, grow on the down low, Let of a round slow (Suddle) And leave you in the puddle (So uh, breaker breaker
