13711, Respirations.... Posted by guest, Wed Dec-05-01 12:07 AM
Asked my God how he thought traveling the world sound/ found it hard to imaging he hadn't been past downtown Out of all of brotha com's lines that line hit home. It made me think how most of us don't get the chance to brorden our worldly perceptions.
I bet on brothas with nothing to live for/ to give more to the struggle/ they already at war - Talib Kweli
kats quickly losing hope/ thinking the only way of coming up is selling dope/ why must we hang our folks with they modern day rope -Solbrotha
Look how far el dordos and wine bottles drug us/ least god and the sun love us -Common
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