Lyrics
My brother’s keeper
Mountain side where the shit gets steeper
Fever heater loaded by the reaper
Makes shit deeper
Hold my brother’s down
That’s a fact
I love killa Twon, Joog, Poe, and Mac
Vern De Niro doing ninety on the dash
For the cash, we ain’t talked in a minute
Still got love for you Sic
Answer them calls from my momma
Need to work on that shit
This for A-Vance, hustlas like Seth
Doing their seven year stink
Dirty bank rolls in Du Jour
In them dirty whips
With them Franklin gloves and shit
Shout outs to Chris
Boy I got yall like Big had Cease
Snoop and Daz, Fif had Banks
How Dre had Em
These my brothers, boy
Not my friends
There’s some people
That don’t feel me no more
But what’s real to me more
My vision’s independent
Money grossing, in mind decisions
Corporate crumbles to my humble stumbles
I wasn’t raised by my cousins or my uncles
Moms and pops was working and I felt worthless
And «3» told me otherwise
Mark my words, baby
Fuck em on the other side
They could never take us out
Cause we live in each other
Until the end, we gon' always be brothers
I never meant to be nobody’s keeper
Keep my tongue to myself like a Jay Elect feature
It all changed when them bro-heads looked weaker
We ain’t the same but I’d rather not speak it
None the less man, my brothers is with me
I never asked, but I keep them they keep me
From gangbangers to the compàs
Con la Banda they greet me
The same way I expect to be buried
There ain’t no way my request would shock any
My boy Felix don’t you think that we
Forgot you out here
Everytime I lift Coronas
I look to you for the cheers
But the fuckin THREAT we trust
And see no fear
No love dies over the years
Til' my white tees red with tears, Sonny
It ain’t no question if I’m my brother’s keeper
Go to war for my brother
Go to war with the reaper
Went from finessing students
To finessing the teachers
You my witness dawg, if no one believe us
You my dawg, we ain’t leaving no witness
With my dawgs, we don’t need no one with us
Hope my dawgs never beef over bitches
Til we on, we gon' hustle and get it
Fall down, hustle and get it
Cause my momma ain’t raise no quitters
Wipe the tears out three eyes
So the visions' more clearer
Pain still running deep
But the loyalties deeper
Grind Wisdom and Power
My nigga I’m still a gwap getter
Praying that Niz and Papa J. will finally
Work out their difference
Ain’t it ironic how a small picture
Could stop the big picture
Knowing we can big by ourselves
But together much bigger
We was sent to deliver
Signed sealed and delivered
With every step
Calculated in an organized system
Cause I’m my brother’s keeper
And from the start of it all
I repped the Threat with a cause
Standing by reputation
Like what’s your purpose and flaws
Do you believe in a god
Even when times is poppin'
And will you hold me down forever
If the love was ever lost in
These difficult times
Calling for these difficult crimes
Plottin' with niggas is vicious
Just keep your eyes on your riches dawgy
And stand by your peoples
See us and them, we not equal
We know that money is power
But money ain’t worth my peoples
See we was rockin' thirty deep
Back in that twenty-one-two
They say when that money comes around
That’s the end of your crew
I watched these women act like bitches
When they should have stayed true
And all that tough talk turn snitching
When the cameras hit you
You lost your day ones
While me and my people
Remain and stay strong, we A-1
The bond that we building
Forever lives on
Couldn’t top that
That’s why you ain’t welcomed
Up in your projects
Never side stepping the issue
That’s word to the Threat
I’m out in South Central with Traffic
Just cruising on em
Cruising Hoover with my cousin Stro
You know how that go
Most of my family be Crippin'
That’s why I’m singing the blues
But they my niggas forever
And that’s forever my dude
My momma dearest, I love you
My cousin Kel, what’s the word?
My nigga Kenny, what’s poppin?
My twin brodie, what’s good?
Nigga we came from the bottom
So ain’t no stoppin' us now
I’m Perris town to the death
Riverside hold me down
I want a Kawasaki flooded with melanin
All black skeleton, my Panther Party
And triple sevens on my DL
I speak well, you reap Hell
For that life that you living
And I’m the Holy
Manifested truth for all of my brethren
I walk on water to save you
Give you my flesh and my blood
I’ll wash the feet of a prostitute
And forgive her her wrongs
I’ll cut the ear off your enemy
Just for doing you harm
Immortalize you in death
Whenever playing this song nigga