Texty:
Brothers Head First

was dancin' down the sidewalks To some slam dunk juke box jive And I wondered then 'bout this old girl friend Was she still around still alive Head first

remember one year My mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed

the next thing smokin' Hit Bristal up on the speed dial Yo these funny talkin' cats, tryin' to do a nigga foul It's goin' down nigga round up the team I'm'll head

ambushed by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded and riskin' his own life, Lawrence Joll, a medic Was the first

records spin Islam drops the beats that you rock to Thought that I would never get you? Got you Doggin the floor like you know you never done before How could a brother

my sign, he's different from all kinds Rock you all of the time, just form a single line A lot of MC's like to talk 'bout they self A first-grade topic

B-More They sellin heroin in Maryland reverse back to Diesel Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only meant more cream First it was him and his brother

the burner taped under the sink Like a Russian I'll rullet the bullet Yeah, straight to ya head give a n**** a mullet I'm a Cash Money brother a lover

I remember one year, my mom took me school shopping It was me, my brother, my mom, oh, my pop, and my little sister All hopped in the car We headed downtown