Skyzoo, Illmind, Torae - Barrel Brothers lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Uh, anticipation through the roof
Bigger basements with bigger tables for
Scrappin up the brew
Get it shakin, if they've been waitin
To pay for this is two's
Clock workin for the purchase and
Labeled it much new

Thought you peruse through the rumor mill
Section of your favorite site
Some say it's destined, some
Say it's questioned, some say it's hype
I say the blessing that you possess
When you paid the price two of the best
Ever connected on a single mic

Mike Jeffrey with the robe on
Gave 'em quotables so ons
If I get this commercial with Spike
Call me a so long
Predicted to be on mile high
With the seat drawn
Pen game see ons, Big told me to go long

Uh, it's so wrong
Mind blowin how we on this joint
Came into entry level position
Now we own this joint
The Barrel Brothers from the Brook'
No Jonas joint niggas can't see us like the
Credit's on the bonus joint

Bonus on the throw in, definition of go in
Paper Mate veins
My father already wrote this
Breakaway aim, you weave, I still won't miss
Shoot through your Theory
If you never been to the Low Ends

And that's no diss to Tribe
'cause notice describe
The focus provide, when those pens collide
Our whole list for pride
The whole shit contrived
The dopeness combined when Tor' get with Sky'

When Sky' get with Tor'
You curtain call everything
Rumors turned out to turned out
And to the present Kings movin words out
Word-of-mouth can turn to gettin rings
Drums sound like dumbs
The kick is where the Dessie ring

And this is where your Heaven meets
Hell and your effort meet fail
I don't F with these stales
Shit is stuck at retail, ass rappers
When the simple fact is that this corner
Boy crafted another corner store classic

The daily conversation is breakin
Down into fractions this rap shit is water
I cornered this from the tuck
When I rhyme tell 'em all of it's
Me when I hit the jump
Let 'em know I put my balls
On the beat like Brennan Huff

Whenever you mention us
You can say we "Step Brothers" too
Or Brothers from Another
Shout to my Philly dudes
But on the really dude
It's illy the way we do
The rhythm is straight to stool
Don't make 'em like me and you

True, dirty beats under intricate poems
While the rest of 'em makin
Records like they Winston Jerome
Me and Tor' get to breakin
This pavement behind the gate
And the mirror says Jason and David in '98

We doin what y'all ain't
It's like the pen that paint y'all mural
You play Guitar Hero, I play the bar hero
And y'all zeroes never up on deck
We might do a full length
Who gon' cut that check? (huh?)

Wanted it, you got it, got it
Heard all of the chitchat
Heard all of the rumors
Lookin to predict that
Now you got the two of us
Who you know as true as us?
Name another tag that can move with us
(Barrel Brothers)
Wanted it, you got it, got it
Heard all of the chitchat
Heard all of the rumors
Lookin to predict that
Now you got the two of us
Who you know as true as us?
Name another tag that can move with us
(Barrel Brothers)