Wu-Tang Clan, Rza - Do the Same as My Brother Do

[00:02.95] Life is what you make it [00:15.97] My darling, my dear [00:18.94] Try to make it [00:21.46] If I could, I would, if I can't, I won't [00:25.13] Please forgive me if I don't [00:27.69] Should, some should be [00:29.18] I come from the strangest streets [00:31.33] I come from the place where love and danger meets [00:33.66] A house full of noisy kids, boys avoiding bids [00:36.03] Unemployed, on skid row, we had no toys for kids [00:39.23] We would bang our thumbs, gunshots, they run [00:42.20] We would bang on drums made from garbage cans [00:45.17] Even garbageman make more than mom [00:47.94] They make more than teachers, next door the preachers [00:50.95] They were sure they would reach us but we'd never listen [00:53.73] Niggas drunk and pissing on the side of the building [00:56.69] Can't provide for children, someone stop the squealing [00:59.24] Turned to drugs for healing, thug sneaking and killing [01:02.04] Cop sirens are screaming, inside the cars, we dreaming [01:04.76] One day we could own one, right now we can't bump crumbs [01:08.21] My brother would sell jawns, my mother would yell, "Son [01:10.98] You'll end up in jail, son, or dead or in Hell, son" [01:13.76] But what could she tell son? [01:15.47] That money excel, son [01:16.53] Tony got knocked up, now looking for bail, son [01:19.09] Making collect calls, expecting that mail, son [01:22.06] Doing pushups in a six by four cell, son [01:25.55] A hard head makes a soft tail, son [01:28.05] And my little brother on that same trail, son [01:31.04] Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle [01:33.17] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [01:36.18] As we do foolish things we see the others do [01:39.13] I try to do the same things my big brother do [01:42.12] Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle [01:44.72] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [01:47.65] As we do foolish things we see the others do [01:50.64] I try to do the same things I saw my brother do [01:53.26] Loaded guns in the shoebox, fingerprints on the ooh-wop [01:55.98] Ziploc plastic bags with black and blue tops [01:58.77] We slung on the block and watch out for the blue coats [02:01.55] Ses blunts we pas after two tokes [02:04.53] Starving for a G-note back, and forth on the ferry boat [02:07.09] Coming up from poverty, we were very broke [02:09.85] To twenty-eight grams, expand to a thousand grams [02:13.04] Reap the twenty dollar bills passed through a thousand hands [02:15.85] Multi-project apartments, spots bubbling [02:18.84] Never went to clubs with less than a dozen men [02:21.61] Recruiting young gunners and runners, let my cousin in [02:24.16] Spot gets knocked, my brother locked the fuck up again [02:27.38] Another mama's son stuck in the fucking pen [02:30.13] To disperse, no one to trust, back to struggling [02:32.74] Now I'm on the streets trying to get my hustle in [02:35.67] Cheap wine guzzling, life is so puzzling [02:38.68] Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle [02:41.43] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [02:44.04] As we do foolish things we see the others do [02:46.98] I try to do the same things my big brother do [02:49.76] Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle [02:52.35] And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [02:55.05] As we do foolish things we see the others do [02:58.29] I try to do the same things I saw my brother do [03:01.72]