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Rob Markman
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Fredo
Taking care of me? You're my kid brother, and you take care of me? You ever think about that? Did you ever once think about that? 'Send Fredo off to do this' 'Send Fredo off to do that' 'Let Fredo take care of some Mickey Mouse club somewhere' 'Send Fredo to pick someone up at the airport' I'm your older brother and I was stepped over
Never take sides against the fam, you know that Used to be love, I'm wishin' we could go back We wrapped the same kicks, wore the same throwbacks Now you shit where you eat, and shop Never take sides against the fam, you know that where you stole at You my brother, you ain't got to apologize Went from boys to men, they had to harmonize Went from New Jack's to G Money and ENO Me, I was flippin', you was gator with the needle (crackhead) Speakin' in the crib, don't let the girl ever see you Swallowed all my pride, put away my ego Then I ordered the hit, deliver us from evil The Corleone boys, rest in peace to Vito
Fredo, said you breaking my heart An' everything we put together now you're takin' apart I mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad You leave me no choice, gotta take 'em to God, damn (It ain't the way I wanted it) Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Shit's real, how to fucking tell my mother?
Never take sides against the fam, you know this Tears in my eyes when I sat down and wrote this Mom always said don't let them disrespect your house And Charlie Murphy no doubt when they disrespect your couch Fools tried to plight on me Almost had the drop on me Shit was too perfect Planned it out properly We was boss motherfucker Come to find out you rollin' with Hyman Roth, motherfucker Now I got to catch a body Ready to pull a hom Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Then you let it slip, said you knew Johnny I knew it was you Long kiss in Havana, don't now what else to do
Fredo, said you breaking my heart An' everything we put together now you're takin' apart I mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad You leave me no choice, gotta take 'em to God, damn (I'm smart! and I want respect!) Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Shit's real, how to fucking tell my mother?
Never take sides against the fam, we've learnt this Everything that's mine's is yours, we earnt it Built a couple bridges, never thought you'd burn it Used to cut the grass, never thought you were the serpent My love unconditional, yours had conditions Never air dirty laundry with dishes in the kitchen I pay close attention but you, you never listen Put him in the boat, and get him while he fishin' I understand why Q left his whip for 'Cause once the devil take a hold they gonna get us all And use emotions to control you That's how they got Sonny at the toll booth
Fredo, said you breaking my heart An' everything we put together now you're takin' apart I mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad You leave me no choice, gotta take 'em to God, damn (And I was stepped over!) Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Gotta dead my own brother Shit's real, how to fucking tell my mother?
But it ain't the way that I wanted it! I can handle things! I'm smart! It's not how everybody says! I'm not dumb! I'm smart, and I want some respect!
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