Do the Same as My Brother Do-Wu-Tang Clan/RZA

[00:00.00] 作词 : Robert Diggs [00:01.00] 作曲 : Robert Diggs [00:11.81]Life is what you make it [00:15.39]My darling, my dear [00:18.15]Try to make it [00:21.97]If I could, I would, if I can't, I won’t [00:25.16]Please forgive me if I don't [00:27.28]Should, some should be [00:28.66]I come from the strangest streets [00:30.80]I come from the place where love and danger meets [00:33.66]A house full of noisy kids, boys avoiding bids [00:36.71]Unemployed, on skid row, we had no toys for kids [00:39.28]We would bang our thumbs, gunshots, they run [00:42.06]We would bang on drums made from garbage cans [00:45.00]Even garbageman make more than mom [00:47.68]They make more than teachers, next door the preachers [00:50.64]They were sure they would reach us but we'd never listen [00:53.55]****** drunk and pissing on the side of the building [00:56.26]Can’t provide for children, someone stop the squealing [00:59.01]Turned to drugs for healing, thug sneaking and killing [01:01.80]Cop sirens are screaming, inside the cars, we dreaming [01:04.53]One day we could own one, right now we can't bump crumbs [01:07.76]My brother would sell jawns, my mother would yell, "Son [01:10.48]You'll end up in jail, son, or dead or in Hell, son" [01:13.36]But what could she tell son? [01:14.75]That money excel, son [01:16.22]Tony got knocked up, now looking for bail, son [01:18.97]Making collect calls, expecting that mail, son [01:21.88]Doing pushups in a six by four cell, son [01:24.96]A hard head makes a soft tail, son [01:27.83]And my little brother on that same trail, son [01:30.71]Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle [01:33.27]And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [01:36.36]As we do foolish things we see the others do [01:39.27]I try to do the same things my big brother do [01:42.02]Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle [01:44.76]And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [01:47.53]As we do foolish things we see the others do [01:50.42]I try to do the same things I saw my brother do [01:53.06]Loaded guns in the shoebox, fingerprints on the ooh-wop [01:55.84]Ziploc plastic bags with black and blue tops [01:58.57]We slung on the block and watch out for the blue coats [02:01.38]Ses blunts we pas after two tokes [02:04.22]Starving for a G-note back, and forth on the ferry boat [02:07.23]Coming up from poverty, we were very broke [02:10.04]To twenty-eight grams, expand to a thousand grams [02:13.03]Reap the twenty dollar bills [02:14.35]Passed through a thousand hands [02:15.93]Multi-project apartments, spots bubbling [02:18.51]Never went to clubs with less than a dozen men [02:21.16]Recruiting young gunners and runners, let my cousin in [02:24.11]Spot gets knocked, my brother locked the **** up again [02:26.88]Another mama's son stuck in the ******* pen [02:29.78]To disperse, no one to trust, back to struggling [02:32.57]Now I'm on the streets trying to get my hustle in [02:35.47]Cheap wine guzzling, life is so puzzling [02:38.33]Life is a puzzle, every day is a struggle [02:40.99]And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [02:43.84]As we do foolish things we see the others do [02:46.84]I try to do the same things my big brother do [02:49.78]Life's a struggle, we get trapped in this puzzle [02:52.58]And we ignore the ones who truly loves you [02:55.37]As we do foolish things we see the others do [02:58.25]I try to do the same things I saw my brother do [03:01.25]