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brothers keeper 2 - joell ortiz & kxng crooked lyrics

brothers keeper 2 lyrics
[verse 1: joell ortiz]
true housing authority figure
had them sony headphones blasting ‘priority’ jigga
lox back when it was l!ck shots at intruders
take your 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 your maneuver
whoever sees an adi, i’ll be out there with the boomer
float around with the troopers, dating all at peter lugers
everything was at steak, 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
f*ck music, this is really what i did
long before slaughterhouse, i was dealing with the pigs
and the marshalls 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 bas*m*nt 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, yea, embrace that
pick any beat, i can set it off like tape decks
showed on that cover what the government cheese
we out for presidents, get used to just my brother and me
[chorus: joell ortiz]
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

[verse 2: kxng crooked]
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 their 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 k!ll em slow
me and joe
‘ll on the court, n*gga this pick and roll
still got birds in the tuck to duck the pigeon hole
i gave n*ggas a style, they ran with it
i listen, i’m hearing my child spitting, your dad get it
you’re k!lling ’em 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 sh*t i’m concerned with
they cremated my loyalty, my n*ggas just burned it
guess that’s a different way to say a n*gga should earn it
sh*t was different in that east side shack
father lied to me when he said he’d be right back
that led to my brother crippin’, he said he’d see right cap
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 cruiser cammro, getting mucho dinero with my brother
we used to be the four*headed monster
now it’s just the two of us, build with us, real n*ggas
put the [broke head?] 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 h*ll 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
[chorus: joell ortiz]
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

- joell ortiz kxng crooked lyrics

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