| Not a familiar face in years
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| Guess they forgot to remember me
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| And why is granny the only one answers
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| Auntie died, momma sick and she got cancer
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| My best friend sleeping with my B. M
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| My old block dying cause they beefing
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| I cry until the sunrise
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| Praying for these bars to break
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| Dear little bruh
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| I’m writing to see if you got my last letter
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| And if you did honestly this my last letter
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| I get the point, I see you to busy and don’t wanna be bothered
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| It’s just just weird how we share the same mother and father
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| But yet you treat me like a stranger, instead of your brother
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| How could you hate me so much, when you know that I love ya
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| I didn’t choose this life bruh, I was forced in it
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| Married to the game and couldn’t get a divorce in it
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| No prenup with me it was all or nothin'
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| I did all the hustlin' I was tired of strugglin'
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| I got addicted to that cash money, quick, quick, cash money
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| Dad was on dope, he ain’t have bus pass money
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| Moms was in the streets hoein' for gas money
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| I was on the corner thuggin', chasin' that fast money
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| Whatchu wanted me to do?
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| I never had intentions little bruh on leaving you
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| The streets was the only thing there that would feed me dude
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| My life was hard bruh, it wasn’t easy dude
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| I ain’t had that type of life that you see on T.V. dude
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| I just wasn’t ready for the streets when they freed me dude
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| I was chasin' my past hangin' 'round with sleazy dudes
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| I was doing things the normal man wouldn’t even do
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| I just want you to come and see me dude
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| I just want you to come and see me dude
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| Not a familiar face in years
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| Guess they forgot to remember me
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| And why is granny the only one answers
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| Auntie died, momma sick and she got cancer
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| My best friend sleeping with my B. M
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| My old block dying cause they beefing
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| I cry until the sunrise
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| Praying for these bars to break
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| Everyday this what I see when I awake in this cell
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| I spend 23 hours of the day in this cell
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| Gotta sleep, gotta shit, gotta pray in this cell
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| Gotta eat, gotta piss, gotta lay in a cell
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| All night, all morning, all day in this cell
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| Prison on lock down, gotta stay in this cell
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| Think about my old bitch, masturbate in this cell
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| Couple books help my mind elevate in this cell
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| So much frustration feel my hate in this cell
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| No love at all, man I’m hatin' this cell
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| Can’t go no where, man gotta wait in this cell
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| Contemplated suicide, man by a shank in this cell
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| Drag queens that you probably never think was a male
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| Fags, punks, snitches, man be racin' to tell
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| Undercover homos be chasin' the tail
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| Grown men cryin', getting raped in they cell
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| Killers on the streets, man
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| Cellie been dead a week, no escapin' the smell
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| No letters in 5 years, lost faith in the mail
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| It’s only so much you can take 'fore you yell
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| It’s only so much you can take as a male
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| It’s only so much you can take in this hell
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| Not a familiar face in years
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| Guess they forgot to remember me
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| And why is granny the only one answers
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| Auntie died, momma sick and she got cancer
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| My best friend sleeping with my B. M
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| My old block dying cause they beefing
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| I cry until the sunrise
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| Praying for these bars to break
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| Dear big bruh
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| Yeah I got all your letters
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| I responded several times, just didn’t have the courage to send them
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| And nah I don’t treat you man like you a stranger
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| But I can’t lie its hard to bottle up all this anger
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| When you first came home, we had plans to change the game up
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| When you got out it’s like damn you changed up
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| I was thinking we can be like Baby and Slim
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| Me and you, we can take over the game and get this win
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| All I needed man was your patience for you to believe
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| But you was more interested in the streets then believin' in me So why you
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| wonder why I’m mad and why I don’t reach back You let me down so many times
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| doin' all that
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| Hurt my heart to find out, man that you were smoking on crack
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| Cause I was like nah man, my brother wouldn’t do that
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| But you did bro, looked up to you since a kid bro
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| Don’t matter whatever it is you still is my big bro
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| But them drugs had your mind gone
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| And that plus blind jealousy had you looking at me like I’m wrong
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| Decisions you was making in the streets wasn’t wise ones
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| And the things that you said could’ve jeopardized lives bruh You was only
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| worried about yours wasn’t worried about mine bruh
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| But you being locked up who you think was easy to find bruh
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| Your niece getting old, she about to turn 9 bruh
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| Daddy had AIDS, I sat and watched him die bruh
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| Momma had cancer, I sat and watched her die bruh
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| 12 years I waited for you, a lot of time bruh
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| For you to get out and go back and do time bruh
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| That’s why I ain’t fucking with you
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| I ain’t wasting my time bruh
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| But I love you man, I really do
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| And as I get older I feel sorry for you
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| But you weren’t worried about niggas tryna kill me
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| What will be, will be, when it will be
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| This is only how I feel, I just hope you feel me
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| This is only how I feel, I just hope you feel me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brother to Brother, artist - Mistah F.A.B.. Album song Son of a Pimp, Pt. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп