We stick together better than family/
Brokka nites, on our block its the place to be/
All the drugs and the liquer/
Got us down a lot/
But we pick ourselves up thats what you do on our block/
Just the other day my homie Jake flattened by a train/
Docter has doubts to whether he'll ever walk again/
Where my homies at smokin the weed?/
here on my block theres a lotta hungry mouths to feed/
money is funny/
Whenever we see it we want it/
but we cant have it unless we break the law/
Fuck the law/
They always at my door/
but you know what i dont give a shit anymore/
So to brokka crew/
I still got a lotta drugz to do/
Yesterday i popped an E and i flew/
So to all y'all who doubt us, fuck you/
Brokka crew, i got all my love for you/

Way up brokka crew luv y'all, big up to sarah, helen , emma, and all the rest of u muthafuckaz......peace out brokka. Yeah.