Testo Brotherhood - Hak Baker
Testo della canzone Brotherhood (Hak Baker), tratta dall'album Worlds End FM
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
My brother still cries at most nights
He still ain't got over my uncle's life
I try to come over a couple of nights a week
To have a little chat to make sure the nigga is sweet
I have to remind myself the future's bright
And bring a spliff to me lips at almost every night
I use to flip a zip almost every fuckin' day
I'm fucking lucky that I didn't catch an indictment
You see the old days were full of excitement
Nothing to fear with the lads by me side dem
And I if a cunt was abrupt then we would fight dem
But if they had a good heart then we'd invite them
Into our brotherhood protect and revive them
And tell 'em fuck any cunt that don't like them
But still me brother still cries every night
He can't get over my uncle's life
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah
Yo
And it kills me that I can't heal him
Protect him like he used to do for me
And when I was outside dodgy dealing
He took the blame and he said it weren't me
But now my brother still cries most evenings
I wish, I wish he could get over his grief
I wish I could take away the pain he's feeling
And transport all that shit into me
Woah, woah, woah, when me eyes well up
I force myself to get up and I take it on the chin
My mate Charlie, Charlie's under pressure
Three little children inside his little army
But, but, the govna' he's got PTSD
His cousin Tommy died and he can't let it be
I tell him, talk, talk, talk to anybody
Especially Geeza, Geeza, please talk to me
16 and we shared a fucking bed
Me, Charlie, Tayla, Leon, Terry E
And when I didn't have anywhere to sleep?
My mate Shea Burke, yo, he let me stay at his
Fuckin' brotherhood we have is fuckin' deep
That's how it goes man when you come out of the east
But still me brother still cries before he sleeps
Me nanny had a stroke but she's still a fuckin' G
And it kills me that I can't heal him
Protect him like he would do for me
And when I was outside dodgy dealing
He took the blame and he said it wasn't me
But still my brother still cries most evening
Because he cannot get over this grief
I wish I could take away the pain that he was feeling
And transport all that shit into me
And I gotta, gotta keep these tears in
'Cause if I let 'em out, I got no hope, I can't swim
I said, I said, I said, I gotta keep these tears in
'Cause if I let 'em out I got no hope, I fuckin' can't swim
I said, I said, I said I gotta keep these tears in
'Cause if I let 'em out, I got no hope, I can't swim
I said, said can't fuckin' keep these tears in
'Cause if I am let out I got no
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
(Just gotta open up mate
Just gotta talk
Just gotta talk)
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Writer(s): Sam Breathwick, Hakeem Baker, Sam Warner
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