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Brother Ali

Genres: Hip-Hop

They're Finished Lyrics - Brother Ali

"We have a small disturbance at Lake Street in Chicago, some young men fighting 

Could we get some cars to go and check that out please?" 

 

A young man stands up against the wall 

Dressed in all blue, tilted hatbrim and all 

He's got his peeps around him, so he's talkin supertall 

About how many women he got or how much he ball 

Second man comes walkin down the street 

This one dressed in all red from his head to the sneaks 

It's the same thing, he's shootin off the mouth to his peeps 

Sees the one in blue, walks over and starts to speak 

"I'm from such and such a gang, I'll knock ya out, woop-de-woop 

? blue said "I told you, I don't fight, fool, I shoot" 

The one in red said "I'll still bust your mouth like "bloo!" 

Man, you gon' get your wig split out here tryin to act cute" 

Neither one of them likes being threatened 

They talking superbig and so their friends won't see'em sweatin 

Neither one of them wants this to be the day that they're regrettin 

Cause nowadays, you never know who's packing a weapon 

 

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So they talk and talk and talk and, talk and talk and 

They talk and talk and talk and, talk and talk and 

They talk and talk and talk and, talk and talk and 

"This is how the story goes" 

 

The argument is gettin louder and louder 

A crowd of people notice that so naturally they started to surround'em 

One pulled his fist up, man he really wants to pound him 

He threw the one-two and he tried to ten-count him 

Like "huh, huh" 

You know these kids can't fight 

He missed him with the left and barely nicked him with the right 

But now they notice that they're in the female sight 

So they go and try to knock eachother out 

? out of breath, cause they ain't about nothin 

Three minutes later, they both huffin and puffin 

Hollerin to they crew like "Yo, you better tell that man somethin" 

Everybody laughin, cause they know they only frontin 

 

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But they fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin 

They fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin 

They fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin, fightin 

"This is how the story goes" 

 

The storeowner comes out with a broomstick and some mace 

Like "Yo, you kids can't fight in front of my place" 

So they pull'em apart, they both red in the face 

Like "I'll get you in another time, another place" 

So they both pick up what little pride they got left 

And go back to the rest, embarrased to death 

This was their big chance to prove they big strength 

Instead they just both made a fool of theyselves 

If you from the neighborhood, then you already know 

I ain't even got to tell you how the story go 

Everybody talkin bout? the tension grow 

Y'all go ahead and laugh and I'm a kill? 

Teenagers today have too many bad habits 

And way too proud to let static be static 

And that combination right there is problematic 

Cause shorty knows a way he can cop an automatic 

 

So he's schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin 

He's schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin 

He's schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin, schemin 

"This is how the story goes" 

 

So now shorty and his cousin borrow his aunt's car 

With the gat in the lap they try to find where they are 

They know where they they be at, they ain't have to look far 

He scared as hell but he's like "Yo, I'm ready for war" 

They roll up on the scene, roll down the window 

Said a few words, then let the gat blow 

He hit his enemy but his girlfriend also 

And all of a sudden here comes the po po 

They hollered at shorty to throw down the heater 

But he tryin to go out like he's Lil' Ceasar 

They wet his ass up without even takin a breather 

In their mind that's just proper police procedure 

Now everybody's at the funeral scene 

Boo hoo'in about how he was only fifteen 

He should have been at home playin video games 

But he got too wrapped up in the rap and the fame 

 

So now they finished, finished, finished, finished, finished 

They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished 

They finished, finished, finished, finished, finished 

"This is how the story goes" 

 

*Continues with variations to end* 

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