Brewster X Harlem 3

Thank God my head strong
Hardly ever phased
My nephew looked at me
And asked was I okay
See that mean the world to me
It don't take much
Got to be rhetorical
If you asking who I do it for
Ask YB he say
I'm an easy going guy
Don't get twisted
Cornerback
Can't let too much fly
Take your time
And cease the moment
Reminder nights
When we was hungry
Sometimes I don't eat on purpose
To make sure I'm still strong

Brewster Harlem where I Be
Honestly from Lee Street
Seen a lot
Been through a lot
Thank God I'm not the old me
I do this for my neighborhood
Forever I'm so Holy
Won so many battles
We still don't need a trophy
A lot of pain come with this
Was taught to cry before we quit
If you wicked keep your distance
Still hurt my soul when B got hit
Members only roster full
Whole hood getting buckets
You got to pay attention
Hard to hate you got to love us

When the hood show you love
You give it right back
C-Mitch wrote me from the feds
I hit him right back
My Hood famous
We on the right track
Thought we was painless
Until we had to fight back
Oh ohh ohhh
Glad my mama still love me
Partner still out here thugging
Youngin' running up that sack
I pray he don't fumble
Can't let that fame
Get to your head
I pray we stay humble
Coming from a place
Where I come from
You don't see twenty three
You know times changed
When they got
The block jumping
On Noble Street
Still walk to the store
And say what's up
To my brodies and the junkies
Still switch the flow
When I want to
Fifth Ward still a real jungle
Summer Time Block Party
Favorite neighborhood function
Love all, hate none
Think smart, play dumb
Twelve years old with a gun
Somebody pray for her son
I had to look myself
In the mirror
Not cause I'm conceited
They tell me that
They're proud of me
Really, that's really all I need
Remember When
I let the fam down
That pain I had to eat it
If you ain't with it
Keep your distance
My neighborhood on a mission
Know it ain't easy
Youngins got to teach them
Freedom is a choice and always
Look out for your people

Brewster Harlem where I Be
Honestly from Lee Street
Seen a lot
Been through a lot
Thank God I'm not the old me
I do this for my neighborhood
Forever I'm so Holy
Won so many battles
We still don't need a trophy
A lot of pain come with this
Was taught to cry before we quit
If you wicked keep your distance
Still hurt my soul when B got hit
Members only roster full
Whole hood getting buckets
You got to pay attention
Hard to hate you got to love us

Aye
To my people
That lost they're people
It's gone be okay
To my people that lost they're job
It's gone okay
To my people who feel like
They can't find their way
It's gone be okay
We alright, keep the faith
Together we're stronger
Knowemsaying
One might need you for another
Some might need you
For another thing
But it when all boils down to it
God we can't
Get along without you
Harlem
Harlem



Credits
Writer(s): Javari Liggins
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