I remember back in the late 80s me and my brother
Fighting riding bikes watching out for one another
Hitting the streets he was the light I was the dark
Both of just about the same except I had a lil more spark
But he was the high school baller And all I wanted to be was a shot caller
I took all the pain for my brother just like he would've for me
The only thing I couldn't do is take his place it was up to the
almighty
But ever since then he's been protecting told death this one
He ain't collecting
I could hear his voice in the middle of the night directing
You might think I'm crazy but I talk to him on a daily
I have alot to thank much thanks to my brother and the almighty
©droneking
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