My Brother lyrics

by

Master P


Yo, if y'all don't mind, I'd like to share a little somethin I wrote
About the closest n*gga to me, ya heard me? My muthaf*ckin brother, ya
Know. And it ain't gotta be ya blood brother, it could be ya thug
Brother

We tend to say things that we don't really mean
Like I hate you and I hope you die tomorrow of some deadly disease
I never meant a word n*gga, I was speakin out of anger
At times, I treated you as if you was a stranger
We both shared poverty, eatin commodity, you never lied to me
Or knock me for nuthin I tried to be
You was in the house sharpenin your art skills
And I was in the backyard doin cartwheels
Runnin with the n*ggas mama told me leave alone, come home
Stealin bikes even though I knew my rights from wrong
I used to envy you cause you was intelligent
And I hate you was a strange way of tellin it
But that was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I went to the gutter with the thugs
When a n*gga shot dice and all the teachers did drugs
You my n*gga, til I'm dead and gone
And I loved you like you was a part of me
And that's why I'm singin this song

Chorus: It's my n*gga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a n*gga
(you're my brother, you're my brother)
Cause we shared the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my n*gga, my nerve, my one love
(you're the only one for me)
The one that wouldn't change on a n*gga
Don't change on a n*gga
It's my n*gga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a n*gga
(you're my brother, you're my brother)
Cause we shared the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my n*gga, my nerve, my one love
(you're the only one for me)
Even though I never told you, at times I tried
So I praise you while you alive

Now even though we look at life differently
You probably had the better view
And when it came to hoes I was way ahead of you
I went to school with em, used to fool with em in class
In the hallways tryin to get some ass with my hall pass
You did homework, and I did b*tches
You was plottin on how to pass, I was plottin on some riches
It showed in the report card
You paid attention to the teacher
I was lookin at the sport cars
In the magazines with my headphones, knowin I was dead wrong
Cuttin class, goin everywhere but home
When you got a job, mama and them was proud, I was jealous
You worked late nights, I ran the streets with the fellows
In a rush to be grown, you was still more mature
Cause you hang with your own, plus my heart was pure
You my n*gga, til I'm dead and gone
And I loved you like you was a part of me
And that's why I'm singin this song

Chorus

2x: Let me hear ya say oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh
The only one for me

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