Текст песни Brothers Keeper - Royce da 5′9″ feat. Sucka Free & Kid Vishis
{*Chorus
fades
in*}
[Chorus:
Royce
- repeat
2X]
I
am
my
brother's
keeper,
the
reason
you
in
touch
with
the
Reaper
If
I
ain't
the
reason
you
bleedin
is
because
you
ain't
give
me
a
reason
To
slug
you
because
you
ain't
fuck
with
my
brother
You
motherfuckers
mothers'll
suffer
cause
of
you
leavin
/ bleedin
[Royce
Da
5'9"]
Yeah.
yeah.
yeah,
turn
it
up...
'Til
we
on
top
of
that
roof
like
Nino
and
G
Glocks
pointed
at
you
out
for
the
truth,
you
rollin
with
me
Our
paint,
the
same
- you
can
taint
it
But
you
can't
explain,
your
blood
is
my
blood
as
your
vein
is
my
veins
So
you
are,
honestly
bonded
to
me,
not
through
rhymin
But
through
the,
amount
of
breathin
between
our
mom
and
our
father
Count
up
your
G's,
with
him
I
round
up
the
squad
for
He
I
mount
up
to
squeeze
if
he
ever
got
a
problem
Any
ONE
of
you
henchmen,
I
want
your
attention
I'm
comin,
I'm
gunnin
when
one
in
his
defense
(SOUND
OFF!)
Like
you
got
a
pair,
everybody
dead
If
any
one
of
you
punks
dare
harm
a
hair
on
his
head
(oh
no!)
That'll
start
up
the
part
of
the
war
Where
your
heart
hit
the
floor
when
soldiers
just
won't,
bargain
no
more
This
ain't
got
nothin
to
do
with
my
crew
members
My
views
on
losin
when
ain't
nothin
to
do
with
losin
my
temper,
cause
[Chorus]
[Kid
Vicious]
Blood
in
blood
out
for
my
brother,
give
me
a
pistol
I'll
release
missiles
through
tissue
when
one
of
'em
hit
you
Surprise!
Yo'
eyes
is
closed,
you
chose
to
go
past
the
flow
So
I
will
close
yo'
casket
slow
(whoa!)
Nickel's
my
nigga;
Jimmy
gave
me
my
quiet
demeanor
Touch
him
I
will
leave
all
of
Gregory
{?}
Our
father
so
don't
bother,
the
fam
is
so
mobster
Run
yo'
lobster,
run
what
you
got!
(buck
a
shot)
Kid
you
NOT,
won't
remember
the
faces
Make
you
disappear
from
this
paper,
I'ma
erase
you
You
talk
shit
and
bitch
up
when
I
face
you
(yeah)
What
with
that
look
on
your
face
when
I
put
this
clip
to
your
braces?
(Oh
no!)
Switch
up
your
taste
buds
I'll
make
you
hiccup,
make
you
taste
blood
We
come
together
and
break
thugs
DOWN!
If
you
ain't
fearin
me
nigga
then
you
ain't
hearin
me
nigga
{*click
clack*}
("Can
you
hear
me
now?")
Haha.
{*gunshots*}
("Good!")
[Chorus]
- fades
out
Альбом
M.I.C. (Make It Count)
1 Buzz
2 Nickel
3 Jump
4 Stand Up
5 Gone in 30 Seconds
6 On the Road
7 Switch
8 Hit You (Street Games)
9 52 Bars
10 Basic Rap
11 Fuck a Hook
12 Dope
13 No Talent Rappers
14 Back in the Days
15 Brothers Keeper
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