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Do you, do I, do we Ever stop to question why we do What we do For there are so many why's on this quest for truth But you see the truth never lies And they say that family cannot hide And the honest truth is that I see myself within you So I ask, why the divides Whether it's between shade or hue Island pride, class, religion Where one resides For these post codes We're ready to die Die over bonds and ties That are not as strong as the bond That connects me to you I can relate to your struggle I overstand the hustle But it's the music that moves Your sixteen bars are more powerful Than the pull-up We document the times and Enlighten the confused Unified to rhyme, the future is ours As long as it's a future that we produce Remember, we are still brothers Whatever path we choose We're still brothers so respect due It's what we do That's what we do I used to roll in a gang Begging it with open hands Got a grip on life Looking at building plans Gotta make a home for the fam She wants to go out She wants to roll with her man She wants to hold his hands Walk to the cinema everyone knows who I am You ain't gotta cue up fam Back in the day I was looking at Cripps like Bra, that's too much beef Then my little brother walks in my room like Bra, you got all that free? Shared all my money with family 'Cos they was there for me when I never had music beats I thank those that saw me and wrote and said Don't stop your music please They already know That's what we do My occupation on the road That's what we do I'm coming through the radio That's what we do Sitting in the studio, yo (They already know) (That's what we do) (My occupation on the road) (That's what we do) (I'm coming through the radio) (That's what we do) (Sitting in the studio), yo
Writer(s): Robert Hunt, Darren Jason Dixon, Cameron Lewis Palmer, Alexander Martin Talan, Daley, Paris Moore-williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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