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letra de brother blue - mc rimmer

[verse 1]
i can’t hear my parents are speaking
i don’t know what my teachers are teaching
everyone i know says school is bull
but they the ones getting in trouble and breaking rules
i’m getting d’s and f’s
while other brothers catching 1 to 3 for theft
they say it’s all about making that dough
but they ride in low riders and pimp ho’s
but i ain’t got money or hot heat
except for my brother’s stash under his car-seat
i hear about that story “from rags to riches”
they used to be poor, but now they got a lot of b-tches
i hear the younger kids gotta hold a lot of c0ke
in order to prove themselves to older folks
homeboys just trying to get their ways
to get cash flow and whatever pays
in fact yesterday i saw taylor stick-up a liquor store
now he got big bucks and a lot of sl-t wh0r-s
then he said kid don’t be a snitch
left the crime scene and his posse ditched
i can make big bucks if i could be that guy
i just gotta gut-up to say hi
i don’t know if he even skips, or attends school
maybe i can get a job or two
and i’ll be down with his crew
no pool, just a puddle of chances
living in the ghetto, i gotta work my finances

[verse 2]
down the street i was walking
i hear a lot of chatter and talking
and here’s taylor with his b-tches and guns
acting sl!ck, he has thick chicks and a lump sum
i ain’t fronting, so i try to say a little something
set things straight, by that time i was at the gate
so i gut-up and say ” hey, nice stick-up at the shop
you were pretty sneaky not getting -ssed-up by any cops”
and he talks about me not snitching
said i was cool, i just needed a bit mincing
then i talk about how i could help stick-up or be down
i’m trying to act serious, not play a clown
(yeah)
and by the time the bell rang
i was a-okay in the gang, down to hang
i’m ready to bust shots and go like bang!
then he said tomorrow to meet at the b-ball courts
to get some gloves and a backpack jan sport
so now i’m down for getting ill and crime
and he told me the time half past nine

[verse 3]
so it was nine and i left out my window
heading for the courts after playing nintendo
by the time i got there, taylor was on the benches
gave me a nine, and said trust my senses
i looked back and said where’s the rest of the crew?
and he said they’ll be here soon
and he said we going to shoot a guy named blue
to me it sounded real familiar
but right now the goods need to be delivered
so we waited as time p-ssed by
and here was our guy
he slammed the door of the honda, and took a few steps
we gripped our guns, and readied to get big reps
i didn’t have guts until now
we pulled the trigger and went like pow!
some guys ran out the shoe-store
right after the dude’s blood rushed the floor
and the day after the sh-t was all over the news
fast forward like a week, my name’s on the street, g
peeps look to me, and girls wanna meet me
now i got a rep, and i have big booty b-tches
the only thing left to get is a car, i got hit those groovy switches
but now by the time i get home
besides my mother and my thoughts, i’m all alone
i haven’t seen my brother in ten days
he’s usually back in 3,4,5, i don’t think he’s okay
and now, this thought just happened spark
on the tv, i think i saw his car parked
on the same block, just a brother in shock
what’s my mother to do?
when she find’s out i shot my own brother blue?

- mc rimmer

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