To My Young Brothers
Don't look down on me.
I might not see what you see.
My young brothers, don't talk that yang to me
you don't know my fight to be free.
My young brothers,
Have you ever asked for my help?
or do you always try to out do me
no doubt.
My young brothers,
move with my peace. move with true respect.
I don't want your wife.
I would protect her with my life.My young brothers
show true control, let this man take his stroll.
But be aware old am not.Lose my respect
and you lose everything you got.
Travel in my love. Treat your family with a soft glove.
My young brothers, you're not on no new road.
Make peace with me am the greatest story ever told.
One last thing. Don't go though life to bold.
my young brothers you never asked why? The Game
is one big lie, but you,ll play it until you die.
Travel in our pride.
{I'm out}
Copyright © Tod Gaines | Year Posted 2005
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