Brother's Till The End Poem by mark hoang

When we were younger,
we use to have animosity for each other.
We were worst of enemies,
even though we were brothers.

Then we got older,
and both started to change.
We went our seperate ways,
But both choose to bang.

Then we started smoking,
and for the first time we were tight.
Drugs brought us together,
and made things between us right.

Then we bounced from our cribs,
we left everyone behind.
We stayed with our dealer,
and slowly lost our minds.

We began to rob people,
to support our habit.
We jacked everything we saw,
as long as we could grab it.

We had it all,
females, power, and respect.
But our fun only lasted,
for a couple of sec's

I got in a high speed chase,
in my GTA.
I tried to dip on the pigs,
but the ghetto hawk was there to stay.

Then i got committed,
but didn't really care.
Because i thought things would be the same,
when i got back out there.

Untill my homie jacked you,
that wasn't right.
That bullet that hit his dad,
was ment for him that night.

Then you got locked up,
and now i can see.
We were just too corrupt,
taged as a danger to society.

But just remember bro,
this is our destiny.
I dont know why this happend,
Its just how it had to be.