Brotherly Love

Papoose

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    Look how we dress we fly just like Delta
    All we need is food, clothing, and shelter
    Streetsweepers on the rise
    The wait is over I arrive
    The 1.5 million dollar man
    Just to think I started with one grand
    I know you got hundreds and millions god damn
    I'ma catch up just give me a time span
    How it feel when you shake my hand
    Feel like money don't it, my man
    And I wanna thank most of my fans
    Without y'all I wouldn't be who I am
    Who we are myself and my fam
    The knockout kings me and Nasaam
    I know you tired of them same nine jams
    On the radio all day, I am
    A relief like walkin' on hot sand
    Then steppin' in cold water, I can
    Become a millionaire just for rhymin' on mics
    I'm about to have the time of my life

    Walked in the store and copped me a cold bottle
    All the kids love me they say I'm their role model
    This pretty little girl she ran up on me fast
    She said 'My name's Asia can I get your autograph?'
    I praise the kids so when I signed the paper
    It read 'Papoose in the name of Asia'
    Wouldn't be here if my mom's wasn't in labor
    So let me walk you through the laws of nature
    I swam up a fallopian tube, hopin it lead through well
    Fertilized joined with an egg to form a single cell
    With anxiety, divided, and redevided entirely
    Changin' to two trillion cells, all different varieties
    Off the stress of this chain of events, grown reliably
    Time prevented me but my destiny was society
    I just borned you, like she borned me
    Now the children of the world can see

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    We hold each other down like real brothers should
    Knowledge before wisdom we understood
    They try to come between us, none of those suckers could
    Cause you can't penetrate steel with lumber wood
    Money over sex and honor before money
    Death before dishonor, feed you if you hungry
    Fam before friends, no outside trust
    He might be your man but he ain't one of us
    It be outsiders that put a family in a war
    Tell him watch his head before they cut it off
    He sellin' three grams and tellin' em' it's a ball
    They comin' back for that point 5 they want it all
    We was on the grind when the company was
    Just division, now I give the country a buzz
    My blood brotha not because he a thug
    You my brotha, brotherly love...

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