Postmen
Postmen - brotherly love songtekst
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Can't stop, won't stop Living to remain Comes with teardrops Got to break the chain Surviving in this game got me Falling but I can't let go I realize life dies and time Flies We compromise I'm a worried Men closing my eyes Aware of all kind of problems I share when I solved 'em Discuss 'em learn from 'em then desolve 'em We done starving we rule now Constantly move out stare at the crowd Emotionless you know my whereabouts I'm in my own world I follow my spirit cause Brotherly love that's what I'm about and thinking Off They locked 'em up for years now we miss him Around He grew old behind the concrete walls guarding His drawls Living this law cause hopefully the light he saw Cause times is changing no one's adult no more the Vibes are cold I bless the story that's why the smile on my face is Worried About the things the unexpected life brings So I can hear the cry for freedom as the bird sings To deal with this and keep living is just struggling Can't stop, won't stop Living to remain Comes with teardrops Got to break the chain Surviving in this game got me Falling but I can't let go Bad news broke the day my brother's been put away Inside a cell there he'll live in hell and shall obey Family rumors spread out streetwise Coffeeshop style Already noticed on police files These documents made it hard for him Trial begins Ended up six years of judgment Doing his bit Lost in touch with his little son he never seen he Never heard from Captivated by his moms you know how that be Amsterdam's a big city got me searching madly got To meet my little cousin at the age of five is sadly Sometimes life don't make no sense We just dockworkers musicians We write documents kid I'm not used to the concrete penitentiaries They locked blood up it's family They scared memories My feelings hurt now We hold strong stand firm now The flame is burned out, the word is out No doubt Can't stop, won't stop Living to remain Comes with teardrops Got to break the chain Surviving in this game got me Falling but I can't let go Ya still got some little time to spend I put you on Two years to come from now I smuggle goods Bring in the polm distract the guard watch the arm Check the palm the stuff wrapped up in plastic Straight from the hood You can sell it or smoke some as you inhale Your brains felt it sparked cells Now they've melted My heart is freezing by seeing your face when I'm Leaving It's your little brother speaking might come to see You next weekend