My Brother's Keeper
You saying it was my fault he got shot?
You saying I shoulda been there?
I ain't saying a damn thing
You're doing all the saying.
Why do you even give a shit?
What is it to you?
I'll tell you
I had a boy
Oh now you going preach to me right
(Drop it)
Yeah I'm goin' preach (Uhh)
And you goin' listen (Yeah)
Uhh huh (Uhh huh)
Uhh
You ever, get to a point in your life, you tired
An sick of being sick and tired
You wanna cut ties (Ahh) (Ties ahh)
Tried being nice all the time
But my new thing for now
Is just kill em on the calm
I'm calm,
It's no anger in my voice
If you subject yourself
To something that's pointless
It's by choice
You wasting time on the block
The same one since we was boys
Let me find out (Let me find out)
You still a lil boy
My biggest fear to hear
Is they found your body laid out
On the same block
That I was telling you was played out
Now you can take heed an listen
An see how shit play out
Or fuck it
I can mind my busines
And just stay the fuck out
I'm done
It's the anger in the black man
The cycle of hate
You in that cycle little brother
Did you grow up with your daddy
(Naw)
I see inside you man
You still got some time
Before it eats you up
But you got to break your cycle
The hate is broken, buy given
I gave to you
And I break my own hate cycle
Uhh
Just talking to you
You ain't gotta listen
I tell you this
Pride killed a lot of niggas
Don't make you gangsta
Because you doing time in
prison
It just make you stupid
I just hope you learned from it
(Ya dig)
How would you feel
Nigga up in your crib
Raising your kids
Dick in ya chick
That shit is sick ain't it
It make you sick to your stomach don't it (Huh)
I paint that picture you can't run from it
(Nah)
This is big bro
I tell you what you need to know
No matter how old we get
It's still room to grow
Don't limit yourself to the hood
Pick a place to go
It's a million and one ways for you to get dough
Look at me my nigga
Been getting it from the get-go
I set the perfect blueprint
Ma nigga for you to follow
I know, how you feel
Sitting in that cell
And time is a stand still
And all you know is tha vill
(Damn)
New American Dream
A toast
A toast to my family
In life, until death
Happy New Year (Happy New Year)
To CMB
On and on
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)... (Yes I am)
(Laughs)
You saying I shoulda been there?
I ain't saying a damn thing
You're doing all the saying.
Why do you even give a shit?
What is it to you?
I'll tell you
I had a boy
Oh now you going preach to me right
(Drop it)
Yeah I'm goin' preach (Uhh)
And you goin' listen (Yeah)
Uhh huh (Uhh huh)
Uhh
You ever, get to a point in your life, you tired
An sick of being sick and tired
You wanna cut ties (Ahh) (Ties ahh)
Tried being nice all the time
But my new thing for now
Is just kill em on the calm
I'm calm,
It's no anger in my voice
If you subject yourself
To something that's pointless
It's by choice
You wasting time on the block
The same one since we was boys
Let me find out (Let me find out)
You still a lil boy
My biggest fear to hear
Is they found your body laid out
On the same block
That I was telling you was played out
Now you can take heed an listen
An see how shit play out
Or fuck it
I can mind my busines
And just stay the fuck out
I'm done
It's the anger in the black man
The cycle of hate
You in that cycle little brother
Did you grow up with your daddy
(Naw)
I see inside you man
You still got some time
Before it eats you up
But you got to break your cycle
The hate is broken, buy given
I gave to you
And I break my own hate cycle
Uhh
Just talking to you
You ain't gotta listen
I tell you this
Pride killed a lot of niggas
Don't make you gangsta
Because you doing time in
prison
It just make you stupid
I just hope you learned from it
(Ya dig)
How would you feel
Nigga up in your crib
Raising your kids
Dick in ya chick
That shit is sick ain't it
It make you sick to your stomach don't it (Huh)
I paint that picture you can't run from it
(Nah)
This is big bro
I tell you what you need to know
No matter how old we get
It's still room to grow
Don't limit yourself to the hood
Pick a place to go
It's a million and one ways for you to get dough
Look at me my nigga
Been getting it from the get-go
I set the perfect blueprint
Ma nigga for you to follow
I know, how you feel
Sitting in that cell
And time is a stand still
And all you know is tha vill
(Damn)
New American Dream
A toast
A toast to my family
In life, until death
Happy New Year (Happy New Year)
To CMB
On and on
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)
Am I My Brother's Keeper
(Yes I am)... (Yes I am)
(Laughs)
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Writer(s): Rahdee Jenkins
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