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uc brigante - berrille road كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
we all went through struggles on berrille road
hard times made me and my brothers close
we was sharing rooms and we was sharing clothes
made us grow up humble knowing we was poor

this for my dawgs lockup in the prisons
this for my brothers in housing commission
this for my dawgs caught up in the system
this for my brothers i just you hope you listening

[verse]
for all the times i used to show up, had to own up
can’t afford some roll ups eating no lunch
izzy taught me some game on culwalla
those were the days me and all my brothers
if it wasn’t for tnj i don’t know where i’d be
my grandfather use to come and give us groceries
swear sometimes it feels like the pain just follows me
i can’t let go of the past and all the memories
when you live behind a park full of junkies
and your neighbours to a brothel it gets ugly
drug dealers next door here comes the police
gotta learn to survive on these cold streets

[chorus]
we all went through struggles on berrille road
hard times made me and my brothers close
we was sharing rooms and we was sharing clothes
made us grow up humble knowing we was poor

this for my dawgs lockup in the prisons
this for my brothers in housing commission
this for my dawgs caught up in the system
this for my brothers i just you hope you listening

[verse]
when you sleeping on the floor and eating tuna cans
that can kinda shape the way you start to look at things
i wrote a dark decade cause we was struggling
i watched my dad work in a garage trying everything
he took a hard blow i know it hurt his confidence
but he took it like a man rejected centrelink
i used to think my parent’s would file those doc-ments
my mamas only pair of shoes had holes in them
shopping at the op shop and she’s smiling
i used to go to my room and start crying
now these are the times that i miss the most
cause the ones i loved growing up ain’t hear no more
bittersweet i know

[chorus]
we all went through struggles on berrille road
hard times made me and my brothers close
we was sharing rooms and we was sharing clothes
made us grow up humble knowing we was poor

this for my dawgs lockup in the prisons
this for my brothers in housing commission
this for my dawgs caught up in the system
this for my brothers i just you hope you listening

- uc brigante

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