Letras:
Gun Barrel Brother To Brother

for the dream Die-hard blood brothers Lean and mean machines We stand tall No one stands alone It's one for all And all for one Brother to brother

rabbit that runs My, how you run You're frightened of living this, Truly gone fishing amalgam Go fetch the gun Your answer is in there Just stare down the barrel

the Apollo For Amistad to Amadou, attacked in these streets The term COP really stands for Cappin Our Peeps They shot a 40 round, are brother got slaughtered

since Gotti got caught It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris brother I.C.U., my sheisty crew, like

you couldn?t break Dream brother, my killer, my lover Dream brother, my killer, my lover Dream brother, my killer, my lover Dream brother, my killer, my lover Dream brother, my killer, my lover Dream brother

off I stopped trustin' niggaz since Gotti got caught It's Bricks keep your wrist covered or piss colored By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris brother

you was chosen, that's how it's goin the Mobb fa sho-ness mo killaz and shady niggaz to keep the click-ulation flawless fuck all that other bury yo brother

like ito Pure hatred, cause he picked who he picked to mate with Then laced it, bourgeois player two-faced it Hey revamp the swing to parlay How black power went sour, where's brother

, real muthafuckin' gangstas All the way from New York to muthafuckin' Cleveland Terror Squad, muthafuckas [Flesh] I'm (comin') to get ya, comin' to serve a brother