Lyrics:
Cant you see whats on my flag
Simply red
You dont want no rekt nigga
Just cut me the shit, im not for chit chat
Im here for the check, just come by
Me and baby brother
Used to run together
Me and baby brother
Used to run together
Welcome one another
Headed for the corner
Welcome one
Me and baby brother
Used to run together
Me and baby brother
Used to run together
Welcome one another
Headed for the corner
Welcome one
woo, woo, uh
Tell me you gon' ride for me (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, ride)
Tell me you gon' die for me (you gon' die)
Tell me you gon' die by what you
I'm show you, watch
Youknowhatimean? He's a born again, hooligan)
Uh-huh
[Jamel Simmons]
I'm red rum, Reverend Run, brother son, earthquakin
Industry
couldn't stand the system we just became a victim
They red lined us, and poured drugs into our system
To doing drive-bys friends walk home from ya crib
say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
Na so e dey rotate
I say na turn by turn
I say na turn by turn
Na so e dey rotate
Chudie O na my brother
my brother, just like my backbone, you more than my friend
Who gone be here by the time my bag gone? Hope more than my kids
Gunnin' for your love
Hol Up!
On another note
Brother moving straight
(Ay!)
(Hey!)
Brother, brother moving straight
(Ay!)
(Hey!)
Brother, brother, moving straight
(Ay!)
tambourines?
I don't know but it's making me hard
(How hard?) Harder by the yard
Thousands of brothers had congregated
Stone boom, waited and waited
They
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
gossip
Don't cross the red line, said John
God bless you, said the old brother Tom
It's over! said the fat father Damian
It's good to help others, said
want the starch get pressed by them steamers
Billy official, I am my brother's keeper
I'm my brother's keeper
You ain't never lie
I'm my brother's
them things that you got
Them dirty boys turn your poundcake to red velvet
How can you measure a nigga by multiple figures he may got, got, got
Had
a drive-by on a church
Got 30's and ratchets, AR with attachments
We kill em we catch em
Threw on my dog on em he fetch him
He was at home alone he stressin
telling them damn lies
i just lost my brother, i’m sending him red kites
you say you love me, so just show that trust you got for me
i was looking all
Ayyy
One dey lowkay
Telling all my people way dey lowkay
Lyrical king by way
Yeah
For this street way we day na only God be the zanga
Eyes don
Red done got by (Yeah)
She can't even look in my eyes like I'ma burn her insides (Yeah)
Stomp on a nigga in socks, I'm chillin' wit' Martin in the box,
Anxiety, brothers trying me
Gun slingers, dead ringers
Yo, my slang's out of this world
Mix collaboration man, little man and his girl
Way of life got
to the low-life sport
Young bucks nowadays,
Even kids my own age,
Making front page
By getting locked in the cage
Pumping, self-destruction
And self-reduction
dawg, my
Brother from another mother, talib Kweli
And this is how we do it man
Hate it or love it
Yes who fresher than I?
'didas red and black lumberjack
Exodus. Send us another brother Moses
Rescue us. Our liberation is in focus
We saw the red sea split
The modern day Pharaoh tried to hold
system to recover (To recover)
Keep my dead presidents real close, now they brothers (Now they brothers)
If you get in the way of the motion nigga, know
count money stay gettin this green
Ima get me a check bus down for my brothers
So you know im puttin on for the team
Ian talkin football no throw red
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