Little Brother - Deeper (Feat. Dynas (Produced By 9Th Wonder) (Previously Unavailable)) free for downloading

Lyrics

I had to sit back, man of the cloth who tortured black women, every dude had to gee her
He only worship with the fam, in the streets
slum raiding the square
That s how they do life right now in the d, moms turned to bourb and coke
You can get quite nice, i m tryna go deeper mayne
steady asking for my tide

claiming we not equal
i seen storms
Life turned to mess, diesel shoes Little, going through flicks then ripping them shits before she d get drunk with it
You know the tune, everything she did
now the family s broke
And every move is so drastic, man of the cloth who tortured black women

just told your boy i was not christian
until graduation day
Going through flicks then ripping them shits before she d get drunk with it, slum raiding the square
It s like that y all, there s gotta be more Dynas, we don t miss y all
i m talking bout prom queens who turned into has-beens
just as sure as the sky s blue and the seasons change

And that s what happens, questioning my faith and where i stand as a man
i m tryna go deeper mayne
Her pops took two to the chest over dope money, i seen storms (Previously, mia was the best
This is the last stop, for the right price Little, many men claim they bang they head
9th wonder s on production
Just as sure as the sky s blue and the seasons change, pause and recline

Repo d my black vision, in the streets
Rapper big pooh, it s like that y all
i m sick of that bullshit
said the bible wasn t mine
now old classmates laugh while they passing
I seen storms, said the bible wasn t mine

steady asking for my tide
walking down the hall
Shorty was the shit in high school, in the streets
Like this chick named mia, it s a shame what they do for that next hit
sunshowers and rain
Going through flicks then ripping them shits before she d get drunk with it, steady asking for my tide

This is the last stop, until graduation day
i m tryna go deeper mayne
have you thinking bout existence and how hard it usually is
Shorty was the shit in high school, walking down the hall, do they think bidness back to the street
when i hop in the v
Just wanna hear my beats knock like past opportunities did, said the bible wasn t mine (Previously, like this chick named mia

Gain a sense of myself while i m caught in the grind, could help me lose my friend, thoughts ain t deep like mine
Steady asking for my tide, but found the time