The Iron Claw.

(I used to be a brother And, now I'm not a brother anymore) You never got to have your thoughts stated But I could bet that you would easily be mom's favorite I'd like to think that you would love to hear my songs playing And you'd be proud to hear your people tell you Josh made it You seemed like you would be the type to make a bomb playlist We'd probably argue and we'd fight but we'd be fine later You'd make a bunch of rules you liked and act like mom made them I barely knew you in my life, but still your spot vacant I wish my automatic friend had never got taken I heard the news; all I could say was nigga stop playing I seen the reaper pick you up and all the talk faded You'd think that it would make me never wanna stop praying I hope you're god's favorite, I hope you watch daily I hope that you can hear the parts of this I'm not saying You been the only reason why I keep my stock raising I'm hoping when we meet again that it's a smile waiting Sometimes I wish that it was me and you had gone later But damn for you, I'll face the world and do the hard labor Sometimes it's harder to remember you a lot lately But those the moments that your absence hits a lot greater. I'll keep your spot sacred You never got to have your thoughts stated But I could bet that you would easily be mom's favorite I'd like to think that you would love to hear my songs playing And you'd be proud to hear your people tell you Josh made it You never got to have your thoughts stated But I could bet that you would easily be mom's favorite I'd like to think that you would love to hear my songs playing And you'd be proud to hear your people tell you Josh made it