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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,870
Peak in subgenre #160
Author
S. De Bolster / Beatsworth.
Rights
S. De Bolster / Beatsworth.
Uploaded
April 22, 2012
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:52
Story behind the song
Written & Performed by S. De Bolster.
Produced by Beatsworth.
Mixed by S. De Bolster.
Recorded at the "Nothing F*** ing Works"-studio.
© 2002 - S. De Bolster / Beatsworth.
Lyrics
Hook (2x):
Ooohh my baby brother.
Every single day you do your best to choose the right way.
Poetic Flow:
Growing up is hard
what you do now could leave you mentally scarred
walking thru live behind invisible bars
Always keep up your guard and watch your back
cuz life’s temptations are on a constant attack
pushing you off the right track
Everyday entering school walking thru metal detectors
innocent children getting beat up by so called protectors
this way violence seeps to your system like mental injectors
Spewed out by society labeling them as thugs
constantly strung out on drugs
stepping on you like you are a worn out rug
Visions of broken dreams replaced by violent screams and schemes
surrounded by dope fiends
red and blue teams
Constantly abused
accused of acts you didn’t do
leave you behind confused
mentally scarred and bruised
Now your self-esteem is gone
don’t know what’s going on
so you join a gang, together you’re strong
word is bond
for eternity and beyond.
Hook (2x):
Ooohh my baby brother.
Every single day you do your best to choose the right way.
Poetic Flow:
Now you crossed the lines
flashing your gang colors and signs
armed with gats of all kinds
47’s and nines
Your mother is constantly crying
sick of all your lying
she keeps on trying to save you
knowing you’ll soon be dying
by someone else’s gun
fearing your life might end before it even begun
Constantly on the run for the judge
holding a grudge against a life that won’t budge
Can’t you see you’re losing control
you’ve fallen into a black hole
that will scar your soul and ruin your entire life
either ending up sliced open by a knife
or in a prison cell
a living hell
what remains is an empty shell of what you once were
Your future a far away blur
another victim of the violence that occurs on the streets
Society eats you alive tired of all the defeats
a vicious cycle that constantly repeats
You’ve become a clown in this daily circus
just a lost soul searching for his purpose.
Hook (2x):
Ooohh my baby brother.
Every single day you do your best to choose the right way.
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