So you make the statement, Brothers don't smile. In a picture or in a corner, we profilin'. Rockin hoods proudly, see them hoods wildin', they ain't hatin' they chillin here while the bass vibin'. In the rusty while the other party spies, always overlookin' for that hazardous supply. Just because I'm trained don't mean I'm always packin', this just goes to show how much your party's really lackin'. It ain't all black people, no. Focus damn it (no) Who really packin heat and who bringing damage? So what the fuck you braggin bout? How much you packin ends? Come say that bullshit to my hungry ass friends.
I'm a real brother baby! No fuckin jive! Gotta tell the truth or else I'm bout to die!!!! (Don't let your black ass sit in the dirt. Put up your black ass now go berserk.) I'm a real brother baby! I've been here for a while! You gon' understand why brothers don't smile!!! (Calm down your black ass. Don't go berserk, now take your black ass right back to work.)
credits
from My Otherwise (Parental Advisory),
released May 10, 2015
Instruments: Carlos Espinosa
Mixed by Carlos Espinosa
Vocals: Dante Pirtle