Tekster:
Middle Brother Mom And Dad

But I was born in the wrong place And at the wrong time But I don't know why I never spoke up, no I never spoke up Dad gave his son some good advice

ashamed of yourself? Don't it make you feel small, y'all? Boy, you say something bad about her brother Girl, you say something mean about his mother Tempers flare and insults fly And

Where the city don't love and they don't care But I will take you there Tell the sister like blood, little brother a thug And how to survive the cracks in the middle

yourself? Don't it make you feel small, y'all? Boy, you say something bad about her brother Girl, you say something mean about his mother Tempers flare and insults fly And

gold two thousand Jag, and customized Cadillac (I got some shit with 17's on the front, and 20's on the back) My mom in a mansion, and my dad in a truck

small town girl i miss your smile tight blue jeans and cowboys hat you were so sweet for a while now you're back home with mom and dad your brother joe and

free indeed And if you didn't know, now you should know All you have to do is take this family life for example Now Mom and Dad are married again Four

yourself? Don't it make you feel small, y'all? Boy, you say something bad about her brother Girl, you say something mean about his mother Tempers flare and insults fly And

skies never change But still will it always be the same? [Verse 2:] Growin up, I wasn't alone Had two older brothers My steppin stones And when times got rough My mom