Royal rumble super smash brothers
Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years
Zero options to choose
My brothers need some clothes and shoes
He said my sisters smart and if you're good with her then good
I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood
Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother
Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger
Let's enjoy our younger years
You and i were basically brothers
Mentally endangered as a kid my brothers were favored. and i was dispised by
In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die
Chillen with brothers, blacks and crakers, im not racist i just call em how i see em,
Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men
And starting to look out more for our brothers
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
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