My Brother's Keeper

[Intro: Hussein]

Hussein, Jersey Block, braaaa

[Verse 1: Hussein]

Yeah, I pop up, top down, blaze a snapback

You look hungry, nigga, better raise your crack pack

The belly of the beast is empty, we starving

Niggas got the history Messy Pete Marvin

Sleep bleak dreams, gotta waking up, chase them

These killers out here trying to get fear, so I'm replace them

My habit like a serial number, I'm defacing them

Niggas lost their Grammy Award at third baseman

What's left in them, I'ma beat it out them

I rolled my first bamboo and broke the weed upon I beat it album

Have since when we ride, nigga

You prolly thuggin' in this small ass town, somewhere high nigga

The kids lost, they ain't lead them right

All these so called O.G.'s, ain't feedin' them right, aight?

Chop to cut them niggas down like a G-Top

But buckshot, feather that ass just like a peacock

Hot flame on legend, Jersey block

Russian roulette with my name on seven

The ugly caterpillar right before the butterfly

45 rocking to sleep, singing a lullaby

[Chorus: Hussein]

Everybody lookin' for changes, but ain't changin'

Young niggas lookin' for gangs, but ain't bangin'

Soft niggas lookin' for cops, and they tellin'

Sittin' down, ready to snitch, I mean yellin'

[Verse 2: Young Noble]

We're too hard for the radio. Slay, don't play this

This the kind of hip-hop, these niggas don't make this

Stay forgot about the struggle, and niggas in the cages

Finna take it back to Adidas with no laces

We just spitting out rhymes, or spitting out razors

Niggas still mad, I can see it in their faces

Shine without diamonds, Outlawz and Onyx

Black rose grew from the cracks in the projects

Dope so good, make your baby mama nosebleed

They appreciate this shit more overseas

Uncut, untampered with

Remember AZ told you niggas "Life's a bitch"

Remember Chuck D. told you niggas "Pump ya fist"

All my G rappers still on this road to the riches

Hip-hop in it's truest form, Sway Puma's on

Hussein right there with the Ruger armed

Chor Noble, outlaw, Makaveli trend

And I'm from a Juice Crew like Big Daddy Kane

Courtesy of Slay, this is strictly for the streets

Ain't no peace till my niggas get a piece. Come on!

[Bridge]

Ride with us, or collide with us

It's as simple as that for me and my niggas

We trading war stories, Outlawz on the rise

Jealous niggas I despise, look in my eyes

[Verse 3: Fredro Starr & Sticky Fingaz]

Let's get it unplugged, one slug is one thug

Get that gun love, run drugs with young thugs

When the drugs come, slug son, the rocks come

With the snob gun, till I saw the plug one

Listen, dumb dumb, know what hood I come from?!

I come with a hundred niggas, that's my plus one

Run up on these little college niggas for thrust funds

Nas need one mic, I only need one gun!

We back at 'em, black at 'em, we strap at 'em

I cock back, I click click click clack at 'em

I snap at 'em, I ride a terror at 'em

And back pad them, yo, let me get a crack at 'em

Back stab 'em, cut 'em up, hash tag 'em

Walking out the bank with bags a cash dragging

The garbage truck come Monday, I trash bag them

My lil game: Sho'nuff, The Last Dragon

You better keep stepping, we keep rubbers to keep repping

You got three seconds: 3, 2, 1

We got Kay Slay's, three Glocks, Street Sweepers

HK's blowing out, heat seekers

Better make way, better pardon the AK

My game is wildest, spill more bloods than Eight Tray

Throw that piece of pie, cut a nigga up eight ways

Last 48, you won't be found for eight days

We kicking doors in, closed doors get forced in

This is a caution, pay up, extortion

Or get tossed in, winners get bossed in

Or get tossed out the plane go in a crosswind

Huh! Stick Fingaz, double cross a niggas

Gun in your hand, don't make me force you, niggas

I come for the bread, it's gonna cost you, niggas

Take you to the roof, jump! Kris Kross you niggas