A Brother’s Love
Little brother I know your pain...
My moms telling me not to hang out with my homies,
She says when they screw me over I'll be lonely...
A best friend is someone nice
who keeps a promise...
My mate chazza
Is no lazza...
The thought of losing my best friend
Makes me cry...
An old friend came back
from far away yesterday...
June thirteenth,
Eight o\'clock...
You got a man now so you dont need me,
You say I got an attitude problem but so does he...
I remember when
we were younger...
Sorry, I was being so nice,
Trying to get everything so damn right...
You are worth the tears,
That I cry every night...
Looking back now i see,
How much you really mean to me...