2 sides of the same coin - Colla...
• Written by RandyRhino
RandyRhino's Notes
I chose Great as a feature for a good reason.
This story is about 2 brothers.
Both raised by a single mum, she was broke and had to sell herself for money in order to get by. They heard of her death- one brother reacted badly- went to drugs. The other used it as motivation in order to get out of the 'gutter'. Two brothers, but very different. Hence 2 sides of the same coin. I chose Great because me and him had our stories in sync but our styles differed- which is also '2 sides of the same coin'
//#RandyRhino
It sucked for this coward kid
Crowded with thousands of buds 'n' powders that he was showered with
It devoured him, drugs allowed him to drown in a boundless pit
He blew ounces quick, his deficient existence had astounded kids
Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff
Residing to weed, he was frightened to sleep as the hours slipped
Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits
His mum was often loud, her misfortune distorted his doubts
She abhorred her spouse, when they were born she couldn't afford a house
If only support was found, So close to the hope when she whore'd around
No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town
She choked 'n' frowned as tears were rolling down her cheeks 'n' soaked the ground
She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down
All for dough to close the mouths of the hungry sons whom she bestowed her vows
Her death had them moping around, It was just him and his brother
It was sick how they suffered, the coward was sniffin' for the uppers
Fate was cold n' twisted, they had coexisted in bliss for the comfort
They drifted a bit, life had shifted n' switched when they sundered
Kismet hadn't finished its trip, one relinquished his bridge to the gutters
The other was sinkin' his ship while clingin' with grip to his blunders
They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers
//#Chorus
Mama said:
''Fight for your life, You are brothers in arms''
''Don't divide in the strife, Don't cause another no harm...''
They were living to strive, Two stories with a main point
Different lives but two sides of the same coin
//#GreatDaKingSlayer
My brother, you chose to dance with the devil
I chose to keep pressin' on the pedal, after we mourn
Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma
To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street
Then came the news like a cold wind blowin' off the heat
We were livin' the cold world, ever since our birth no remedy
Each time we had a cold sore
We adjusted but what happened, will bring that situation on repeat
But this time I will stand with my feet planted, and be solid as a concrete
Explore the planet to be what I want to be, I plan it
I vanished from where you are, until you stop the weed and ban it
Can't meet me you're banished, but I'm not out of reach
Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest
Let that arm rest, put the weed down, clear ya lung chest
Clean ya own mess, then cross the bridge as we progress
Together, we say hi to the sunrise and fight together when the sun sets
As she sees us from the sky high, through Mom's eyes
She can finally rest in peace, as she waves her hands
Saying "You've grown wise, this is good bye."
//#Chorus
Mama said:
''Fight for your life, You are brothers in arms''
''Don't divide in the strife, Don't cause another no harm...''
They were living to strive, Two stories with a main point
Different lives but two sides of the same coin
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RandyRhino
Member since October 17 2013