My brothers we grew without a mother I'm bothered I miss
My father I made it so far in life
People hit me up when When they like right
I just let it fly like a kite yeah I'm so tight
I never get Credit when I write what on artist
Record give me a second I'm about to racket told, my bro
Mohammed I pay you some homage on a text I'm not responsive
I promise I promise
My brothers I trust you
My brothers I love you
My brothers above you
Alyea  said my music sucks I don't give a fuck
Nah your breath stinks it needs refreshments yuck
Lord my is Savior Board of these haters
Dealing with depression is weakling my
Reception to talk to my friends During the conversations
My name Shakur, It's been Hot since
Every time I rap It's been pac since
You're not my brother biz you fucked up pretty big
I was writing your songs I'll put you on after what you did
You don't give a shit all the drama shit I fuck your baby mama biz
People killing often killing is an option not mandatory
We losing lives every story I don't see the glory of niggas
Trolling controlling the minds doing something corny that shit bores me
Going hard on this track like I got nothing to lose
These fools minds need a tune up, I got the tools
Hold up I got an offer that you cannot refuse
Amuse me with some deep bars or prepare to bruise
You choose, get tapped in the jaw and snooze
I'll do it all for my brothers, and my famliaaa
Viva Somalia, that's Africa's very own
Italia, Except we never turn our back on
Reerkaaa - To all you Micheal corleones
I would never kill my brother you should knoww
No matter how bad you screw up you should knoww
You'll never end up like poor old Fredoooo
I'll take my Brothers and Sisters over all you goons
Protect and support them like their elder brother should
If you threaten spirit bear and his precious familia
Pe-re-pa-ra-ti a corr-ere per sal-varti la vita