Brother where art thou
Brother Where Art Thou
Let me tell you a little story,
In this one about Squirrel, glory.
It’s about my big brother, you see,
Godfather, he’s my hero, but why's he angry?
Grumpy as hell, ready to ignite,
King of the football field, shining bright.
Always yelling, never chillin’, that’s his fight,
But in this crazy world, he’s my guiding light.
Cp of is real, gotta vibe,
Improvise, adapt, overcome, no jive.
You must realize, take a seat,
Relax, focus, slow down, feel the beat.
From crutches to dreams, he rose up tall, for rid of his
Forrest Gump legs, he’s defying it all. Oh, he’s on wheels better than all hope he was Knight Ryder and his wheelchair with kit but what he really needs to do is get fit because he looks like shit
A king on the field, a god in my eyes,
But when he gets mad, man, you better be wise.
“Don’t mention Green Bay, I swear, I’ll flip,”
He’s ready for battle, don’t you dare trip.
Perry the Fridge, yeah, smashing through,
Touchdowns and glory, always coming through.
In Star Trek And he definitely ain’t no Captain Kirk he just makes me sick. I love you though
CP is real, gotta vibe,
Improvise, adapt, overcome, no jive.
You must realize, take a seat,
Relax, focus, slow down, feel the beat.
**(Verse 3)**
Sometimes he’s slow, sometimes he’s fast,
Fueled by Godfather juice, gotta make it last.
Smokes like a chimney, clouds in the air,
But he’s my hero, and I really don’t care.
He’s got many flaws, just like me,
But in this life struggle, he’s always free.
Supernatural vibes, darkness in sight,
But we rise together, ready to fight.
**(Chorus)**
CP is real, gotta vibe,
Improvise, adapt, overcome, no jive.
You must realize, take a seat,
Relax, focus, slow down, feel the beat.
**(Verse 4)**
Ten years ago, I made my choice,
Life’s a battle, gotta raise my voice.
Everywhere you go, lions run wild,
But my brother’s the king, a true football child.
Slow it down, take a breath, don’t provoke,
We all know bears ain’t the ones to evoke.
So don’t fight about teams, man, let it slide,
Green Bay sucks, but my brother’s my pride.
**(Chorus)**
CP is real, gotta vibe,
Improvise, adapt, overcome, no jive.
You must realize, take a seat,
Relax, focus, slow down, feel the beat.
**(Outro)**
So here’s to my brother, the godfather true,
With every flaw, he’s the best I ever knew.
In this life we hustle, we rise and we fall,
But he’s my hero, and I’ll always stand tall.
So fuck the noise, let’s make it clear,
My big brother’s the king, and I hold him dear.
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