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Tytuł: The illest brother

  • Wykonawca: Gang Starr
  • Wy¶wietleń: 274

  
   Chorus:
  Gotta be the illest brother to claim respect
  It takes the illest brother just to get respect
  Got to be the illest brother when it's time to get wreck
  Got to be the illest brother when I get my mic check
  
  I'm one of the illest brothers known to man
  but if you don't understand, see I'm a grown man
  And I stand 5'8" and 3 quarters
  giving orders to my sqaudron cuz I'm like the sergeant
  or general but let me keep this minimal
  I used to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knife
  Cutting kids for fun and pulling out much guns
  and like riflery champs fellas start to get real amped
  Dead bodies lay stamped to the pavement so I gave it some thought
  remembering the brothers who are gone now
  I will make a strong vow to make things right
  ignite the mic, get hype and all that
  Suckers try to menace but they always fall
  flat to the ground as I astound come around
  I'll put you down about the brothers who think they're the boss
  think they're getting large but in the end they pay the cost
  Of their lives and that ain't the way to go out
  even take their boys with 'em cause they know their boys will go out
  But when it comes to facing some time
  they're like crying like weeping, wanna call mom Dukes
  But mom Dukes is fed, fed up with the shit you did
  she knows that you shot and she knows that you cripples kids
  But who's to judge when you're trying to survive
  the one who moves first might be the one to stay alive
  So when you think you're hard and dominating the set
  just remember the illest brother claims respect!
  
  Like I said I'm an ill kid, so never dare test me
  they wanna arrest me cuz i'm causing a frenzy
  Fake gangsters come and fake gangsters go
  real gangsters chill cuz real gangsters know
  That quietly you stalk your prey on the down low
  cuz too much talk will get you beef on the street
  And brothers in the city have to live this way
  it may cause dismay but Imma' tell it anyway
  Yo guns are easy to get and like a puppet
  some young kid is gonna be the subject of internal oppression
  An example of hard times
  cuz to make it out the trap in your mind it's a hard climb
  But even if you change and come right and exact
  there's another brother scheming so just watch your back
  I know a brother who thought he had it all
  but little did he know he was bound for a down fall
  He'd pick up the heater and go stick somebody
  he wouldn't give a damn if he killed somebody
  Cuz if somebody would get in the way of him getting loot
  there'd be no hesitation he'd just shoot
  It's like The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
  except it's reality and you don't see it on TV
  Brothers keep dying in the streets cuz the streets are designed
  to keep you from having peace of mind
  I know an old man, he's got a rifle to stifle
  any young punk, he hides it under his bunk
  And I know a kid who's been to jail
  and he told me that the system had failed him
  So now he's out the joint and he's like flippin' on kids
  and the people in his neighborhood are flippin' their wigs
  But you gotta check the move cuz there's a reason
  a method to the madness and you know what I'm meaning
  Cuz rather than being the herb, vic, or chump
  you can be just like my man cold holding the pump
  But living like that you take a chance with your life
  but some things in life, sometimes will make you uptight
  I'm like an avalanche of knowledge pounding down all fools
  all fakes, all snakes
  and ones who try to break the rules and regulations
  Stipulations made by the GangStarr
  you try to flex muscle but you know you can't hang ha
  You're making me vexed but yeah you can go next
  just remember the illest brother claims respect
  
  Chorus repeat
  
  Yo money don't front you know you blew your chance
  and now it's my turn so Imma' take command
  Cuz I'm like the one who's got all the juice
  I always get loose I got the balls to reduce your crew
  Very easily I got more ammo
  I'm like the ill kid the psycho man yo
  Cuz now I'm past the point and I ain't gonna return
  and when it comes to your destruction I ain't really concerned
  About the consequences cuz I'm living day to day
  So who are you to comment about me and my ways.
  I get my attitude from living and I never forget
  You got to be the illest brother just to claim respect!