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My Brother Songtext
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My Brother Songtext

Yo, if y′all don't mind I′d like to share a little something I wrote
About the closest nigga to me, ya heard me?
My motherfucking brother, ya know
And it ain't gotta be a blood brother, nigga
It could just be a 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 word, nigga, I was speaking out of anger
At times, I treated you as if you was a stranger
We both shared poverty, eating commodity
You never lied to me or knocked me for nothing I tried to be
You was in the house sharpening your art skills
And I was in the backyard doing cartwheels
Running with the niggas mama told me leave alone, come home
Stealing bikes, even though I knew my rights from wrong
I used to envy you ′cause you was intelligent
And I hate you was a strange way of telling it
But that was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I went to the gutter with the thugs
Where the niggas shot dice and all the teachers did drugs
You my nigga ′til I'm dead and gone
And I love you like you was a part of me
And that′s why I'm singing this song

That′s my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn't change on a nigga
′Cause we share the same blood
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn't change on a nigga
Don′t change on a nigga
That′s my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn't change on a nigga
′Cause we share the same blood
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 a better view
But when it came to hoes, I was way ahead of you
I went to school with 'em, used to fool with ′em in class
In the hallways, trying to get some ass with my hall pass
You did homework and I did bitches
You was plotting on how to pass, I was plotting on some riches
It showed in the report cards
You paid attention to the teacher, I was looking at the sport cars
In the magazines with my headphones, knew when I was dead wrong
Cutting class, going everywhere but home
When you got the job, mama and them was proud, I was jealous
You worked late nights, I ran the streets with the fellas
In a rush to be grown, you was still more mature
'Cause you handled your own, plus my heart was pure
But you my nigga ′til I'm dead and gone
And I love you like you was a part of me
And that's why I′m singing this song

That′s my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn't change on a nigga
′Cause we share the same blood
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn′t change on a nigga
Don't change on a nigga
That′s my nigga, my nerve, my one love
The one who wouldn't change on a nigga
'Cause we share the same blood
Even though I never told you, at times I tried
So I praise you while you alive

Let me hear you say oh-oh-oh, ooh, yeah
The only one for me
Come on, let me hear you say oh-oh-oh, ooh, yeah
The only one for me, yeah

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