[Fes Taylor] Aiyo, my big brother, was King's brother Used to be Herb and Big's brother I remember had Port Richmond locked in a smash Everything from Harrison to the Ave. And life was good, you brought the 8-50 right to the hood Was a little nigga, corner rolling dice in the hood Advice I understood, you ain't bring me it Owned alotta shit, really it was for my own good Jamie showed me a brick, and I ain't been the same since Told me to go and get it, how you think they rich My pop's brother, was DJ brother Used to be Donald and LeRoy brother So Less and Lawaun, how could it not be the same And roll chains, like Reeda's my last name For Anthony, Amire, Zion and little Ness How could I ever care a little less You know, S my brother, cuz L.I.S. my brother So Roslyn and Sheila both like the same mother Still we grew up with gangstas as role models Helping my pops up the stairs, he drunk the whole bottle It's no lotto, so it looks like Two 4 War, my only hope for tomorrow So I be a big brother to the block Try to school the little homey's life bigger than the block
