-4 That moved in, got kicked out and caught on tape Just a little bit of time is all that we granted on this planet For us to get our little bit of shines
That moved in, got kicked out and caught on tape (ha,ha) Just a little bit of time, is all that we granted on this planet For us to get our little bit
moved in, got kicked out and caught on tape (ha,ha) Just a little bit of time, is all that we granted on this planet For us to get our little bit of
Here's the story, of a little boy. Growin' up in a suburban home, Trying to cope with everyday life, Who lives in a little house, That was built, in the
s world [Chorus] (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for brother Mutulu) Oh, who knows what tomorrow brings (We must fight for brother ??) (We must fight for brother
know I was his brother’s keeper Slap the nigga, through him in the sleeper (spliff star) Deeper and deeper Nigga’s vision start to black out, straight grim reaper Still
argue, parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister
got a brother locked down, he be out in a couple Knuckle for knuckle, a veteran and nothin but muscle Now broadcastin live from behind the wall Stayin tight through
to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little
'll be back with the Mad Rapper and his brother the Mad Producer, after this *applause* OK just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself We'll get you through
the spot when the stakes is high A brother needs space like a vacant lot I'm lookin forward to the future, Mase and The Lox And my little son Justin,
might fall off, four fifts and get messend But your still my dawg and my big homie spawldy And I feel I'm the youngest, he expects a little more from
I?ve walked through this world sometime without a friend My life has been up and down, been close to an end I?ve been through the mill and I?ve paid my
need to argue Parents just don't understand I remember one year, my mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little
hoe, I'ma bake my cheese and let my mic flow Prioritize to live through Tell these other niggas how you bought yo' kid some tennis shoes Let these brothers
can do when I can do it Feel how I feel when I feel what I'm feelin' Live how I live it's only 'cause I been through it Learn to try it like to eat it
chains, no tecs, no cash, no cars No jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' with little Chase You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan I still
a A why christmas Brother and my Brother and my Brother and my Sister Brother and my Brother and my Brother and my Sister She messed up again Why? My brother
