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rob markman - fredo lyrics

taking care of me?
you’re my kid brother, and you take care of me?
you ever think about that?

did you ever once think about that?
“send fredo off to do this”
“send fredo off to do that”
“let fredo take care of some mickey mouse club somewhere”
“send fredo to pick someone up at the airport”
i’m your older brother and i was stepped over

never take sides against the fam, you know that
used to be love, i’m wishin’ we could go back
we wrapped the same kicks, wore the same throwbacks
now you sh-t where you eat, and shop never take sides against the fam, you know that
where you stole at
you my brother, you ain’t got to apologize
went from boys to men, they had to harmonize
went from new jack’s to g money and eno
me, i was flippin’, you was gator with the needle (crackhead)
speakin’ in the crib, don’t let the girl ever see you
swallowed all my pride, put away my ego
then i ordered the hit, deliver us from evil
the corleone boys, rest in peace to vito

fredo, said you breaking my heart
an’ everything we put together now you’re takin’ apart
i mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad
you leave me no choice, gotta take ’em to god, d-mn
(it ain’t the way i wanted it)
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
sh-t’s real, how to f-cking tell my mother?

never take sides against the fam, you know this
tears in my eyes when i sat down and wrote this
mom always said don’t let them disrespect your house
and charlie murphy no doubt when they disrespect your couch
fools tried to plight on me
almost had the drop on me
sh-t was too perfect
planned it out properly
we was boss motherf-cker
come to find out you rollin’ with hyman roth, motherf-cker
now i got to catch a body
ready to pull a hom
then you let it slip, said you knew johnny
i knew it was you
long kiss in havana, don’t now what else to do

fredo, said you breaking my heart
an’ everything we put together now you’re takin’ apart
i mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad
you leave me no choice, gotta take ’em to god, d-mn
(i’m smart! and i want respect!)
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
sh-t’s real, how to f-cking tell my mother?

never take sides against the fam, we’ve learnt this
everything that’s mine’s is yours, we earnt it
built a couple bridges, never thought you’d burn it
used to cut the gr-ss, never thought you were the serpent
my love unconditional, yours had conditions
never air dirty laundry with dishes in the kitchen
i pay close attention but you, you never listen
put him in the boat, and get him while he fishin’
i understand why q left his whip for
’cause once the devil take a hold they gonna get us all
and use emotions to control you
that’s how they got sonny at the toll booth

fredo, said you breaking my heart
an’ everything we put together now you’re takin’ apart
i mean, how could you ever ever hate on the squad
you leave me no choice, gotta take ’em to god, d-mn
(and i was stepped over!)
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
gotta dead my own brother
sh-t’s real, how to f-cking tell my mother?

but it ain’t the way that i wanted it!
i can handle things!
i’m smart!
it’s not how everybody says!
i’m not dumb!
i’m smart, and i want some respect!

- rob markman lyrics

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