[Tricky-D]
my brother, i dont see why u trippin
instead of being so hardheaded, try and listen
i kno i've been fucked up, but right now i'm lookin out
i tell u that u can be anything, but u reply wit a look of doubt
i see u time to time up on the couch, gamin or watchin TV
how blind ya optiks can be, find the time to stop and go read
ur never talkin to me, i'll help u get shit off ya back
remember the big dude that snuffed u? & when i hit him with the bat?
Dave, this is a fact... your future is now
u think that skool is useless shit now, but jus do it for now
it'll really give ur life some praise, maybe not right away
and one day, u'll be thankful for the advice i gave
i'm not nice you say, shit maybe your right
but lately at night, i've been hatin the times
that i ever gave u a fight, or gave u hits from the hand
my only excuse: I was trying to help make you into a man
that shit wasnt planned, if I could go back in time
i'd know thats a crime, to throw backhands.... why?
because it wasnt just physical, i hurt you inside too
is it cuz of me your so stubborn? what the FUCK did i do?
at least you don't thug, do drugs, bust slugs, or live to buck
but ur innocence cant hide the fact that you dont give a fuck
schools important, brother... do us both a favor
let your mind grow so later at skool u can go major
out of control behavior? why do i gotta hear this for?
i'll go to give u advice, u tell me "fuck you" and slam ya door
what do i fear this for? its your life, not mine
but i love you bro, and I have since all time
i tell you all the things you could be
I aint a killer, but for u, my brother, I would be
I'm not Dad, thats nothing of news... but somethings that true
is that i know your IQ, how u gonna be dumb up in skool?
I told u i'd never let a soul get away with fuckin with u
but when your the one fuckin w/ yourself, what do I do?
[INST1GAT0R]
Yo man, I know it might be hard to understand
It’s complicated, but pay attention if you can
Sometimes I might seem distant to you
It cos you would bully me infront of your crew
Tryna make me stand up for myself?
Dickhead you should put that shit on the shelf
You know you hit me to try and hurt me
And teach me a lesson when my words got dirty
But you taught me to walk round flippin the bird
You taught me to walk round like I jus don’t care
I copied you in everythin you did, the way you walk
Like a fake ass gangsta, putting an accent on when you talk
And cos I followed you I learnt how to live your life
I learnt leave the pistol at home; jus take out a knife
I learnt how to live an urban life, I learnt how to write
About things that are really important, but I forgot
That your important aswell, we brothers and we hate
Each other, we never conversate, we never relate
To shit that’s happenin, I jus wanna pull the Mac 10 n
Aim it at everyone that ever gave you shit, like you did
When that dude approached me and gave me bullshit
You stuck up for me; you didn’t even need a loaded clip
And I respect that, and that’s why I wish we talked
Cos we should get on so well together, you stalked
Me when I was smaller, moldin my existence
But I fucked it up; I started a stage of resistance
And in every situation you pretended you didn’t know me
I was jus the other kid to you, but hopefully
Through my reply to your letter, you’ll know better
About me, about what I turned into, I don’t need a berretta
But I do need you to know, I’m your brother, whatever the weather
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