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Black Star Little Brother

'Now listen' [Mos] ..doin this song for you. all my little brothers.. out in the street. strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know [

'Now listen' [Mos] ..doin this song for you. all my little brothers.. out in the street. strugglin to survive.. keep your eyes on the prize, you know

If that ain't enough, sit down till we're done [ ROUND 1: Divine Styler ] Syndicate scorned, you act obedient Tired of your fish rhyme ( ? ) ingredients Black on black while styles ( ? ) ( ? ) of brothers

to lap dance and date the boyfriend of her mother Now here comes Jerry's next guest and it's a slugfest 'Cause it's her trailer trash brother Nymphomaniac

Of an Uzi someone had just scored "I betcha I could hit that light With my one good arm behind my back" Says little Joey Diaz Brother give me another

no love, bitch Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John the Pope I gotta be a pimp or sellin dope Cause in this town, it's goin on And brothers doin

boogie be with you Left my moms a note with these quotes on a trunk It says I split to earth to resurrect the funk A dozen snapple pops and a little

to lane, and keep my pimpin' together Niggaz don't understand by far back in the day It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star Start as blacks

the cut just onlookin Your get your kings, your rooks, rings and pawns tooken Aiyyo, keep your tape on us so you catch the revolve Of the Black Thought and the black man from Black Star