الأغاني:
Al D Brother Brother

love your mother, cherish her like no other When things in life ain't going right, she'll be right by your side [Hook] Brother brother, stop fighting

Just relax and take a chill This is your night, do what ya will Don't stop until you see the sun And make sure you are havin' fun 'coz The brothers

long as I'm living I'm thinking of you... Hey it's you... I can't live without you tell me what you wanna do Here comes the D on the menu L.O.

When I was young, I had no sense, I bought a fiddle for eighteen pence. The only tune that it would play Was Over the Hills and Far Away. So early in

D.C. Have me working underground building missiles for World War III M to the A to the S to the K Put the mask up on the face just to make the next day Brothers

You say how can I make these dirty raps Number one albums, back to back If it was 1950, do you think I'd sell, no They probably throw me straight to

G like everybody knows (As a young nigga) He's always G'd up, from head to toe (My memories as a young nigga) Always got it blown like Al Capone (Young

Aiyyo Jay yo Jay, check this out I was born Son of Byford, brother of Al Bad as my mamma and Run's, my pal It's McDaniels, not McDonald's These rhymes

a nag, you'se a bug(ddaammn) She told me I'm a blast I'm a stud*(daaamn)* She told me you'd be beast and you'd be checkin for the burn So I gave her