for my brotha

thinking of my brother he in surgery repairing his intestines just so he can eat an get the nutrition he need Lord i pray speak the healing in his life cause it break my heart what a bullet can do haters wanted to see him dead Lord i know you got a plan for something Greater in his life hate to see my mother cry she sleeping by his side i know she hate to see her baby boy hooked up to the machines Lord knows she gots alot of hate an envy in her broken heart if she had the power to heal him should coulde take it all away the pain an sorrow run deep she taste her own salty tears praying to God everyday for healing feeling hopeless at times but she remembers God can do miracles if she just believes an trust he came along way yo bro your one strong native took a couple buck shots been stabbed 9 times an took a 9mm to the chest its been along year for my family stuck in pain an missoury this season of heart aches an pain all we can do is pray for better day in this cold world of hate your homies flaked out on you it's a damn shame an i put that on the set i know for a fact if it was one of your homies you would already put in work but they just a bunch of pussies so i have to load my clip only hollow tips gonna let loose cause i woulde of lost you my brotha my heart been filled with hate an anger bout to crush the the dudes who shot you like a chip an i don't need dip or a clique i am ready to set trip my heart breaks to see you suffering cause pussy was scared to knuckle up an buckle up i remember them days it was me an you against the world your enemies are my enemies we on the same team blood runs thicker than water we gonna slaughter robber have these dudes slipping like an otter gonna make them miss they daughter make them feel our pain an let regret we ain't the ones to be messed with!!