DJ Kay Slay - My Brothers Keeper Lyrics
(Intro)Hussein, Jersey block, braaaa(Verse)Yeah, I pop a top down, blaze a snapbackYou look hungry, nigga, betta reed yo crack bagThe belly of the beast is empty, we starvin'Niggas got they history messy, P. MarvinSneak thru they dreams, ‘stead of rackin' up chase newsKillaz out there tryna be fearce, so I'm replacin' ‘emHad to write the serial number, I'm defacin' ‘emNiggas lost they Grammy award, they third basin' ‘emWhat's left venom, I'mma beat it out ‘emI broke my first bamboo and rode the reed upon the Beat it albumEver since, dim we ride, nigga,You pro'ly thuggin' in a small ass town, probably high, niggaThe kids lost, ain't leadin' ‘em rightThese so called OGs ain't feedin' ‘em rightA'ight? Trap to cop the niggas down like a G top ‘emBloodshots, feather that ass just like a pea*****Hot, flame on legend, Jersey blockRussian roulette with my name on seven,The ugly caterpillar right before the butterfly,45 rockin' to sleep, singin' my lullaby(Hook)Everybody lookin' fo' change, but ain't changin'Yung niggas lookin' fo' gangs, but ain't bangin'Soft niggas lookin' fo' cops, but they tellin'Sittin' down, ready to snitch, I mean yellin'(Verse)Too hard fo' the radio, they don't play thisThis the kind of hip-hop, these niggas don't make thisForgot about the struggle, and niggas in the cagesFinna take it back to Adidas with no lacesWe just spittin' out rhymes, or spittin' out razorsNiggas still mad, I can see it in they facesShine without diamonds, outlaw's anicsBlack Rolls cruise from the crack to the projectsDope so good, make your baby mama nose bleedThey appreciate this shit more overseasUncut, untampered with, remember? AZ told you niggas life's a *****Remember? Tuck D. told you *****es, pump yo fenceAll my G rapsters still on this road to the wretched hip-hopIn it's truest form, sway Puma's onWho stay right there with the (???)The noble outlaw, Machiavelli trend, and I'm from a choose crewLike big daddy Kay. Courtesy of Slay, this is strictly for the streetsAin't no peace till my niggas get a piece. Come on!(Bridge)Ride wid us, or collide wid us, it's as simple as that fo' me and my niggasWe train war stories, outlaws on the ride, jealous niggas I despiseLook at my eyes, come on!(Verse)Let's get is unplugged, one slug is one thugThat gun love, run drugs with yung thugsWhen the drugs come, slug son, the rocks comeWith the snob done, till I saw the plug oneListen, dum dum, know what hood I come from?!I come with a hunit niggas, that's my plus oneRun up on these lil' college niggas from thrust fundsNas get one mike? I don't really want oneBack at ‘em, back at ‘em, we strap at ‘emI clock back, I click click click clock at ‘emI snap at ‘em, I ride a tele tech at ‘emAnd back paddle, yo, lemme get a crack at ‘emBack stab ‘em, cut ‘em up, hash tag ‘emWalkin' out the bank with blunts and cash draggin'Garbage truck got my name, I trash bang ‘em(???)You betta keep steppin', we keep rubbers to keep thrumpin'You got three seconds: 3 2 1We got Kay Slays, three Glocks, tree sweepersAce Ks, blowin' up, heat seekersBetta make way, betta pardon the AKMy game's honest, no more blunts in the A traysThrow that piece of pine, cut a nigga up eight waysLast 48, you won't be found for eight daysWe kickin' doors in, closed doors get forced inThis a caution, pay up, extortion!Or get tossed in, winners get bossed inOr get tossed out the plank, or in a cross winPaw! Step fingers, doublecross a niggaGun in yo hand, don't make me force you niggasCome with the bread, or it's gonna cost you niggasTake you to the roof, jump! Chris Cross you niggas
