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Kelly Family The Brother Brother

Brother brother brother, no matter who's right and who is wrong just want you to know my love's still strong I wrote you a prayer with this song BROTHRT

: Brother, brother, brother No matter who's right or who is wrong I just want you to know my love's still strong I wrote you a prayer with this song

I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block and I Wish my brother woulda made bail So I won't

period all we got is hope I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks Knowing the cops is hot when I?m on the block, and I Wish my brother

but I keep the chopper That go blacka, I push that through your memory Half of my enemies, wanna see Me and my bro shot down, like a family of Kennedy

Velma Kelly] For all that jazz [Roxie Hart] Oh! - Hello, Mrs. Borusewicz. [Mrs. Borusewicz] - Mrs. Hart. [Roxie Hart] This is Fred. He's my brother. [Velma Kelly

a mother Rita, only call her Mommy Likkle brother and sister, Angelo and Kelly A brother in them laws, but mi call him Winki Lost mi daddy and you're our family

now i'm swimming in the fame i feel it in my bones, i won't be here for long to stay 'cause i'm choking in the coke and now i'm searching who's to blame brother

the mountain To the river To the valley To my hometown To my country To the place where I was born To my mother To my father To my sisters And my brothers