Luyện nghe bài hát My Brother

Yo, if y'all mind, I'd like to share a little somethin I wrote.
About the closest nigga to me, ya me? my muthafuckin brother, ya
Know. and it ain't gotta be ya blood brother, it be ya thug
Brother.

We tend to say that we don't really mean
Like I hate you and I hope you die of some deadly disease
I never meant a nigga, I was speakin out of anger
At times, I you as if you was a stranger
We both shared poverty, eatin commodity, you lied to me
Or me for nuthin I tried to be
You was in the house sharpenin your art
And I was in the backyard doin
Runnin with the mama told me leave alone, come home
Stealin even though I knew my rights from wrong
I used to envy you you intelligent
And I hate you was a way of tellin it
But was irrelevant
You was in the good schools, I to the gutter with the thugs
a nigga shot dice and all the teachers did drugs
You my nigga, til I'm dead and
And I you like you was a part of me
And why I'm singin this song

Chorus: my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're my brother)
The one who change on a nigga
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we the same blood
(there's no other)
That's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're the one for me)
The one wouldn't change on a nigga
change on a nigga
It's my nigga, my nerve, my one
(you're my brother)
The one who wouldn't change on a
(you're my brother, my brother)
Cause we shared the same
(there's no other)
my nigga, my nerve, my one love
(you're the one for me)
Even though I never you, at times I tried
So I praise you you alive

Now even we look at life differently
You probably had the view
And when it came to I was way ahead of you
I went to school with em, to fool with em in class
In the hallways tryin to get some ass with my hall
You did homework, and I did
You was on how to pass, I was plottin on some riches
It showed in the report
You paid to the teacher
I was at the sport cars
In the magazines with my headphones, knowin I was dead
Cuttin class, everywhere but home
When you got a job, mama and was proud, I was jealous
You worked late nights, I ran the streets the fellows
In a to be grown, you was still more mature
Cause you hang with own, plus my heart was pure
You my nigga, til I'm and gone
And I loved you like you was a of me
And that's why I'm this song

2x: let me ya say oh, ooh, oh, ooh, oh
The one for me