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My brother, take a rest from what you doin' sit back and listenListen to my song about some brothers on a missionThis one kid he never went to schoolHis teachers thought that he was crazy out acting the foolBut on a real, baby pa had nuff staticHe had two little brothers and his mother was a crack addictPapa bear was never there to give him hopeSo one might ask himself how did this young man cope?He started robbin' just to feed his peoples and that's a factUntil one day he got caught in the actShacked up and jacked up and taken downtownAnd to the judge he's just another brother on lockdownWell this other nigga from the Fort was out to get hisCatchin' crazy wreck on the mic, that's word to MizzBut until he struck the deal he had to sell the rockPack the glock doin' deeds at the end of the blockHe had crazy fly robes and his daughter ate wellHe never hit the blowpipe it was strictly the sellThese jealous brothers round the way wanted to rock his worldBut instead they did the dirty shit and shot his girlWhen he found out who did it he went awolStepped to the mall, he saw the punks and sprayed them allBut now he's doin' life for the suckers he shot downAnd now he's just another brother on lockdownLetras de cancionesFresh outta school my man had it allA dip crib, a fly girl, he was havin' a ballBut this other punk kid started to use him and abuse himSlowly takin' all his loot and at the same time confuse himWhen the smoke cleared my man lost his crib and his bankMay I ask a question, who'd he have to thank?Well anyway, now he's on a mission to get his respectHe thinks the only way to get it is to catch his wreckHe saw the bastard in the Village, on Astor PlaceMy man balled up his fist and laid him to wasteNow he's getting' five years even though he got props nowBut to you and me he's just another brother on lockdown From Letras Mania