Verse One
Picture a guardian angel assigned to your protection
The counsel and direction that you got from your conception
Stays awake when you asleep with no exception
But you don’t know they your angel until your self-reflection kick in on another level
My big bro was a rebel and did it his way
Just like any older sibling, he’d cause me dismay
But that’s kids play, when he’s seven, I’m six
And gave me several licks, I could have sworn this kid got superpowers
As we got oldеr I would ask him all types of questions
About my first day in secondary and what kind of lеssons I’d be learning
“will my head get flushed down the toilet by older kids?”
He didn’t answer, like a pupil without his hand up, he was quiet
Likk’le yute try and send me out there, but don’t try it
Cos’ when I told him who my brother was, he left me be
And never in his life did say another word to me
Older kid called Keith punched me in my face, it was a case of false identity
My brother found him after school and pinned him to a tree
Beat him like a father gives his kid a hiding with a cord
Just like Simon Peter with a sword, he stood tall
See Reuben was my guardian angel
And we were very different, something like Bacardi and bagels
But we were both the same, if one felt pain, the party was painful
And so to have this older brother, I am heartily grateful
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Guardian Angel
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Verse Two
Huh’, don’t spend your money buying drinks for strange women was his advice
When he could tell they just loved the musician in me
Just want the perks, they only see what’s on the surface
So the beverages you purchase are nothing but really worthless
You do yourself a disservice, he was making sure I heard this
So approaching women I just felt more nervous til’ I learned this in earnest
I know they looking hot, but that’s the point of furnace
It make you feel warm then burn you when you wasn’t concerned with all the finer details
Told me the downfall of man can often be a female
So see the signs of the Jezebel Delilah
There’s a beautiful woman out there for you, now all you gotta do is find her
And he wouldn’t let me go where there’s trouble
Hold your corner bro, stay home and grow a little stubble
Do them beats bro, try to get a vision that is tunnel
Build a neat flow, I don’t wanna see you have to struggle
You can make it bro, you one of the best ever do it
Put your head down, now all you gotta’ do is go and prove it
When your older brother tells you this and gives you all the principles
You can stand up and step into the world and feel invincible
See Reuben was my guardian angel
And we were not the same, he would play Atari, I’m painting
And playing with crayons, but as a little bro I was faithful
And so to have this older brother, I am heartily grateful
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