blood pouring Tragedy mess a man look in the mirror then I see the stud mourning As these streets erases others it encase a brother You had enough heart to waste this brother
there's nothin in the cupboard My little brother's starving, hungry, and sick Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother
LYRICALLY!!! I procured a small piece of the treasure Collections from a former era datin' back to forever The warrior became protector; take a closer
