Wu-Tang Clan, Rza - Do the Same as My Brother Do(2019)

[00:02.95] Life is what you make it
[00:15.97] My darling, my dear
[00:18.94] Try to make it
[00:21.46] If I could, I would, if I can't, I won't
[00:25.13] Please forgive me if I don't
[00:27.69] Should, some should be
[00:29.18] I come from the strangest streets
[00:31.33] I come from the place where love and danger meets
[00:33.66] A house full of noisy kids, boys avoiding bids
[00:36.03] Unemployed, on skid row, we had no toys for kids
[00:39.23] We would bang our thumbs, gunshots, they run
[00:42.20] We would bang on drums made from garbage cans
[00:45.17] Even garbageman make more than mom
[00:47.94] They make more than teachers, next door the preachers
[00:50.95] They were sure they would reach us but we'd never listen
[00:53.73] Niggas drunk and pissing on the side of the building
[00:56.69] Can't provide for children, someone stop the squealing
[00:59.24] Turned to drugs for healing, thug sneaking and killing
[01:02.04] Cop sirens are screaming, inside the cars, we dreaming
[01:04.76] One day we could own one, right now we can't bump crumbs
[01:08.21] My brother would sell jawns, my mother would yell, "Son
[01:10.98] You'll end up in jail, son, or dead or in Hell, son"
[01:13.76] But what could she tell son?
[01:15.47] That money excel, son
[01:16.53] Tony got knocked up, now looking for bail, son
[01:19.09] Making collect calls, expecting that mail, son
[01:22.06] Doing pushups in a six by four cell, son
[01:25.55] A hard head makes a soft tail, son
[01:28.05] And my little brother on that same trail, son
[01:31.04] Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle
[01:33.17] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you
[01:36.18] As we do foolish things we see the others do
[01:39.13] I try to do the same things my big brother do
[01:42.12] Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle
[01:44.72] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you
[01:47.65] As we do foolish things we see the others do
[01:50.64] I try to do the same things I saw my brother do
[01:53.26] Loaded guns in the shoebox, fingerprints on the ooh-wop
[01:55.98] Ziploc plastic bags with black and blue tops
[01:58.77] We slung on the block and watch out for the blue coats
[02:01.55] Ses blunts we pas after two tokes
[02:04.53] Starving for a G-note back, and forth on the ferry boat
[02:07.09] Coming up from poverty, we were very broke
[02:09.85] To twenty-eight grams, expand to a thousand grams
[02:13.04] Reap the twenty dollar bills passed through a thousand hands
[02:15.85] Multi-project apartments, spots bubbling
[02:18.84] Never went to clubs with less than a dozen men
[02:21.61] Recruiting young gunners and runners, let my cousin in
[02:24.16] Spot gets knocked, my brother locked the fuck up again
[02:27.38] Another mama's son stuck in the fucking pen
[02:30.13] To disperse, no one to trust, back to struggling
[02:32.74] Now I'm on the streets trying to get my hustle in
[02:35.67] Cheap wine guzzling, life is so puzzling
[02:38.68] Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle
[02:41.43] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you
[02:44.04] As we do foolish things we see the others do
[02:46.98] I try to do the same things my big brother do
[02:49.76] Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle
[02:52.35] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you
[02:55.05] As we do foolish things we see the others do
[02:58.29] I try to do the same things I saw my brother do
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