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My Brother

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Yo if y'all don't mind i'd like to share a little somethin i wrote

About the closestto me ya heard me? mybrother ya

Know. and it ain't gotta be ya blood brother it could be ya thug

Brother

We tend to say things that we don't really mean

Like i hate you and i hope you die tomorrow of some deadly disease

I never meant a wordi was speakin out of anger

At times i treated you as if you was a stranger

We both shared poverty, eatin commodity, you never lied to me

Or knock me for nuthin i tried to be

You was in the house sharpenin your art skills

And i was in the backyard doin cartwheels

Runnin with themama told me leave alone, come home

Stealin bikes even though i knew my rights from wrong

I used to envy you cause you intelligent

And i hate you was a strange way of tellin it

But that was irrelevant

You was in the good schools, i went to the gutter with the thugs

When ashot dice and all the teachers did drugs

You my til i'm dead and gone

And i loved you like you was a part of me

And that's why i'm singin this song

It's my my nerve, my one love

(you're my brother)

The one who wouldn't change on a

(you're my brother, you're my brother)

Cause we shared the same blood

(there's no other)

That's my my nerve, my one love

(you're the only one for me)

The one that wouldn't change on a

Don't change on a

It's my my nerve, my one love

(you're my brother)

The one who wouldn't change on a

(you're my brother, you're my brother)

Cause we shared the same blood

(there's no other)

That's my my nerve, my one love

(you're the only one for me)

Even though i never told you, at times i tried

So i praise you while you alive

Now even though we look at life differently

You probably had the better view

And when it came toi was way ahead of you

I went to school with em, used to fool with em in class

In the hallways tryin to get some ass with my hall pass

You did homework, and i did

You was plottin on how to pass, i was plottin on some riches

It showed in the report card

You paid attention to the teacher

I was lookin at the sport cars

In the magazines with my headphones, knowin i was dead wrong

Cuttin class, goin everywhere but home

When you got a job, mama and them was proud, i was jealous

You worked late nights, i ran the streets with the fellows

In a rush to be grown, you was still more mature

Cause you hang with your own, plus my heart was pure

You my til i'm dead and gone

And i loved you like you was a part of me

And that's why i'm singin this song

2x: let me hear ya say oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh

The only one for me

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