Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers
It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth
When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,
And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth
The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,
Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing
This is for all the brothers who think they're not worth living
Bout as broken as the home his brothers gonna grow up in/
Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition
Bouncing between the extremes of my two brothers/
Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers
Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round
Yo i rap for brothers dying in the streets while most rappers talk about
When your religion has made decisions to spill the blood of brothers,
Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers
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