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Postmen - Brotherly Love lyrics
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
(chorus)
 Bad news broke the day my brother's been put away
 Inside a cell there he'll live in hell and shall obeyPostmen - Brotherly Love - http://motolyrics.com/postmen/brotherly-love-lyrics.html
 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
(chorus)
 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









