KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Brothers Keeper 2 lyrics

True housing authority figure
Had them Sony headphones
Blasting Priority Jigga
L-O-X back when it was
"Lick shots at intruders
Take the coke money and invest it", man
Y'all know the rest
Now these cowards make threats on computers
Whole bunch of losers trying to
Tell us they got shooters
Heard they drop a pin, if you thorough
You maneuver
Whoever sends an addy
I'll be out there with the boomer
Rode around with the troopers
Deadin' all that Peter Luger's
Everything was at stake
But I was A1 with the Ruger
Had nuggets on the block like Jokic
Looking for that dope, I'll show you where
A good ten is like Djokovic
Don't over sniff
Fuck music, this is really what I did
Long before Slaughterhouse
I was dealing with the pigs
And the marshals padlocking when the
Rent ain't what it is
Welcome to our house
Where we can't get into the crib
No BET cyphers in The Basement with the crew
Just EBTs
Hyper when the payments going through
Thought I was rapping to escape that
Now that I escaped
I'm still rapping, guess it ain't that
Guess I just like to make that
Head nod music, break your neck, yeah
Embrace that
Pick any beat
I can set it off like tape decks
Showed you on that cover
With the government cheese
We out for presidents
Get used to just my brother and me

Still my brother's keeper
Me and my brother, just my brother and me
Still my brother's keeper
Me and my brother, just my brother and me

On my come up, rappers wouldn't rap with me
Said I wasn't big enough
Wouldn't even invite me and my
Crew to their video shoot
All they hoes digging us
Could've had my shooters shut it down
Get it lit for ya
Hip-hop, I live for ya, that's
Why I was chilling
Though
That's what they didn't know, criminal
Now I'm bout to kill 'em slow
Me and Joelll on the court, nigga
This pick and roll
Still got birds in the tuck
To duck the pigeonhole
I gave niggas a style, they ran with it
I listen, I'm hearing my child spitting
Your dad get it
You're killing them writtens
You're moving your syllables different
(Word)
I know you know I'm just saying
In case your fans didn't
It's Crooked
And don't forget where you learned it
Nah, on second thought
That ain't the shit I'm concerned with
They cremated my loyalty
My niggas just burned it
Guess that's a different way to say
A nigga should earn it
Shit was different in that east side shack
My father lied to me when he
Said he'd be right back
That led to my brother Crippin'
He said he'd see right cat
That led to me owning rappers
Trying to be like Smack
When I target markets
I'ma let my truth be the arrow
Shooting like a Uzi
The barrel press your Gucci apparel
Going through to the marrow
The modern day Nubian Pharaoh
King Khufu cruise a Camaro
Getting mucho dinero with my brother
We used to be the four-headed monster
Now it's just the two of us, Bill Withers
Real niggas
Put the PRO-Ked to your forehead
We go ahead and stomp ya
Poetic mantras
Po' up the flow up in your conscious
(Rap about it)
I wonder "What the hell are we building?"
I guess the universe knew
So did Elliott Wilson
(On God)
Sorry for bringing up that cover again
But it's kind of spooky
I'm standing with my brother again

Still my brother's keeper
Me and my brother, just my brother and me
Still my brother's keeper
Me and my brother, just my brother and me