Then my brother started picking on me
And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby
Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew
My little brother could rap better than you
Hit the green like running backs with no yards
Had to watch to my own brother die in my arms
You could see in the faces of me, michael, my dad, anyone... my brother.
I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her
And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for
Lost ma mother and my brother
So i told her i got something you've been waiting for
When i used to play outside with my brother in september
Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for
That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver
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