Centy, find the old man. He will watch your back Bro. I've written a song about and it has a bad boy beat just like how we played it. I don't have a bass part, that's your run. Just like how we played it in the hood.
You should have waited Blood. The North was not a place to go playing, but the chips have fallen. The country has gone to the heathen but I will tell my Grand-sons about you. Wh...
I REMEMBER THE DAY YOU WERE BORN
I HELD YOU IN MY ARMS
AND WAS SO HAPPY TO HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER
YOU WERE MY BABY TOO NOT JUST MOTHERS
WHEN WE LOST DAD, YOU WERE MERELY FIVE
I PROMISED THAT I WOULD TAKE CARE OF ALL OF YOU
I M SORRY I COULDN’T BE THERE
TO HOLD YOU, THROUGH YOUR TIME OF DESPAIR
IVE SUMMONED THE ANGELS
TO CREATE YOUR PATH
TO TAKE YOU TO YOUR RESTING SPACE