Lyrics:
better be back
I'm revving the lac it's my mama's
But I'm returning it stat
Shit, I'd give anything in life to bring my brethren back
And you fall cause
Oh Lord, this is a prayer for my brethren, we need protection and understanding
Can't comprehend on what it's happening, we need some action
We tell
between the realest brethren
Every single day a lesson
If you listen to the essence
If you listen to the messages from Heaven
Tellin the difference between
get this dough
Stay afloat for my brethren
I'm 30% gryffindor 80% Slytherin
110% my cup is full and it over flows
I know dudes that chill around
Loyalty loyalty loyalty loyalty
Loyalty parr-parr
Loyalty loyalty loyalty loyalty
Loyalty leads to
Royalty Royalty
Ok ok
Apologize brethren go wrong go
feet, milk and honey, in these streets
Ooh I have it all man I'll, love another day
Dressed in the lambskin the shepherd brethren
The beast from
I rule over the First and over the eighth
Outermost of the brethren
Disgrace your mind, devour your soul
And I Will return to devour children
Take
to you Brother Jubili Jubili
One day, One day
The leadership we are looking for
Be given to us Brethren Jubili, Jubili
One day, One day
All the things
Stoned
Smile gone, for a
While now but
Spring coming
With the heat
Brethren
blood
I would be dead right now if it weren't for god
And my ancestors
And all my brethren
Thinking bout where I am, to where I was
Makes my head spin
lacking confidence
Doing rare shit using common sense
Please don't call me bro, you ain't brethren
And besides I know who a brother is
Niggas copy cating,
Youd probably end up in heaven
Id probably end up in hell
Scorching in flames with all of my brethren
Its so unfortunate what we go through
Checking my
Never be afraid of the Vatican soldier
Jah jah will be there in the darkest hour
My brethren shot the sheriff
I'm gunning the deputy
Now I'm on this
for my brethren (I do)
I spent time with my reverend (Facts)
I talked to God and put it all on the line here (Hold up)
For all them times that it wasn't
A start a battle with questions
a bad actor or reverend
the sad accolades letting
my tongue slips at confession
the kiss of death from the brethren
niggas died over impressions
Stretchin brethren from the poorest city sections
Sippin lean like these beans gone get me back right
Homies had dreams hit by
the help of our godly brethren
I can hear him running down to Hades
What a fool to think he can cross my seas
He'll never bring the twelve Olympians down
niggas ain’t brethren
Smith & Wesson I keep a weapon
Cause these niggas tripping they moving real reckless
On my mind bitch I’m thinking bout lettuce
may not have a lot
Be satisfied from you a hol a comfort
Although me live in a the ghetto mi a live like a king (yu seet)
Me and me brethren in a inity
building up my kingdom that's the game of thrones
Soundtracks of my story for my brethren
On track with what I need for the heavenly
Had to go kill the old
brethren
I never live in fear nor will I regret it
Yeah
Everything I want, make sure imma get it
I'm flexing
That nigga broke he can't stand in my section
Purified diamonds on me and brethren
Run up on me and that Choppa gon flex him
Waking her up
brethren
But he's teasing up my privates
I am a fukin veteran
In the cock pit I am violent
Not lying
I'm actually pretty fuckin cruel
No I'm not trying
It's
Violence with violence
Back to square one with no path to the righteous
Turning blind eyes to our brethren who need us
We'd rather the world be crumbled
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