Proof, 1st Born - Black Wrist Bro's lyrics

"Now, we must all fear, evil men
But there is another kind of evil
Which we must fear most
And that is, the indifference, of good, men!"

Aiyyo doody, it's all about us, you hear me?
I'm only callin on us, now fear P or die dumb
Lie none 'til my dawg blast
The gun for my dawg
Have a nigga family run to the morgue
Gotta ID the body, for tryna touch mine
On some Bad Boy, Puffy shit, fuck Shyne
Fuck fame
You hear me? Don't try to touch my co-D
My roll D, protected like my OG's

So never say never
Well forever dawg I'm rock witchu
Watch you hatin, contemplatin
Waitin to take a shot at you
It's just me and you plus


Pistols duty cause niggas talkin
Least when we speakin same dudes
That felt the heat, traced in chalk
We put it down on the block
These niggas flagrant
Makin statements indictin extra cases
Needin an early placement
First and firm, never duckin and aim
Forever co-defendants Iron Fist
I feel such as Citizen Kane

It's easy to be the coldest in life
But can you write your heart in a rhyme
And spit your soul in the mic?
The streets talk and the weak fall
They currently devour the soft but
They never eat dawgs with a few others
Two brothers and two mothers
In a blaze of a light, I bet it's two of us
Don't try to do some slick
Shit and die without it
Cause, I bet it on your life
You won’t die without me

Peep how I pound that ass and finger-fuck her
Blaze at crews in multiples of
Two’s even single suckas
Black Wrist, Iron Fist all day
The SK spray, make niggas move like "Ray!"
For the fat funny guy
I jerk 'em like Jackie Gleason
Leave 'em standin indecent
Wheezin needin to know they placement
In the middle of murk season
I flirt like a church deacon with death
Or at least until my last breath

My dawg is me and you
To them tats on our right
Wrist we both bein true
Yo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo' seeds
One hurt and we both bleed
We gon' ride 'til them wheels fall off
Or God wanna kill us off
I don't duck when you pop that gat
Don't ever doubt that you got my back

We put our life stories in a song
Boast how we pop nines
It's the truth duke and more
Than just a hot line
I got mine, mine is yours cuz
You ready to squeeze
My niggas down on they luck
Y'all niggas down on y'all knees
Holla at him, you holla at me
I'm down for whatever forever
However it gotta be
In the clubs or the streets
Once these thugs feel this heat
Blast snubs for the beef
With the love of the D

You want trouble with P then
That's trouble with 1st
We carry weight on our back
That's doubled this Earth
You know where we at
In the struggle to search
Come thug on my turf
Leave your blood in this dirt
With the pride of your manhood
I paved the bricks livin life like a movie
It's a gangsta script
With my dudey my co-star, been in two so far
Two hearts like rice with no R

My dawg is me and you
To them tats on our right
Wrist we both bein true
Yo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo' seeds
One hurt and we both bleed
We gon' ride 'til them wheels fall off
Or God wanna kill us off
I don't duck when you pop that gat
Don't ever doubt that you got my back
My dawg is me and you
To them tats on our right
Wrist we both bein true
Yo' needs is my needs, my seeds is yo' seeds
One hurt and we both bleed
We gon' ride 'til them wheels fall off
Or God wanna kill us off
I don't duck when you pop that gat
Don't ever doubt that you got my back