Gang Starr - The Illest Brother Lyrics
Chorus:Gotta be the illest brother to claim respectIt takes the illest brother just to get respectGot to be the illest brother when its time to get wreckGot to be the illest brother when I get my mic checkIm one of the illest brothers known to manBut if you dont understand, see Im a grown manAnd I stand 58 and 3 quartersGiving orders to my sqaudron cuz Im like the sergeantOr general but let me keep this minimalI used to hang with kids who like to live trife with a knifeCutting kids for fun and pulling out much gunsAnd like riflery champs fellas start to get real ampedDead bodies lay stamped to the pavement so I gave it some thoughtRemembering the brothers who are gone nowI will make a strong vow to make things rightIgnite the mic, get hype and all thatSuckers try to menace but they always fallFlat to the ground as I astound come aroundIll put you down about the brothers who think theyre the bossThink theyre getting large but in the end they pay the costOf their lives and that aint the way to go outEven take their boys with em cause they know their boys will go outBut when it comes to facing some timeTheyre like crying like weeping, wanna call mom dukesBut mom dukes is fed, fed up with the shit you didShe knows that you shot and she knows that you cripples kidsBut whos to judge when youre trying to surviveThe one who moves first might be the one to stay aliveSo when you think youre hard and dominating the setJust remember the illest brother claims respect!Like I said Im an ill kid, so never dare test meThey wanna arrest me cuz Im causing a frenzyFake gangsters come and fake gangsters goReal gangsters chill cuz real gangsters knowThat quietly you stalk your prey on the down lowCuz too much talk will get you beef on the streetAnd brothers in the city have to live this wayIt may cause dismay but imma tell it anywayYo guns are easy to get and like a puppetSome young kid is gonna be the subject of internal oppressionAn example of hard timesCuz to make it out the trap in your mind its a hard climbBut even if you change and come right and exactTheres another brother scheming so just watch your backI know a brother who thought he had it allBut little did he know he was bound for a down fallHed pick up the heater and go stick somebodyHe wouldnt give a damn if he killed somebodyCuz if somebody would get in the way of him getting lootThered be no hesitation hed just shootIts like the good, the bad and the uglyExcept its reality and you dont see it on tvBrothers keep dying in the streets cuz the streets are designedTo keep you from having peace of mindI know an old man, hes got a rifle to stifleAny young punk, he hides it under his bunkAnd I know a kid whos been to jailAnd he told me that the system had failed himSo now hes out the joint and hes like flippin on kidsAnd the people in his neighborhood are flippin their wigsBut you gotta check the move cuz theres a reasonA method to the madness and you know what Im meaningCuz rather than being the herb, vic, or chumpYou can be just like my man cold holding the pumpBut living like that you take a chance with your lifeBut some things in life, sometimes will make you uptightIm like an avalanche of knowledge pounding down all foolsAll fakes, all snakesAnd ones who try to break the rules and regulationsStipulations made by the gangstarrYou try to flex muscle but you know you cant hang haYoure making me vexed but yeah you can go nextJust remember the illest brother claims respectChorus repeatYo money dont front you know you blew your chanceAnd now its my turn so imma take commandCuz Im like the one whos got all the juiceI always get loose I got the balls to reduce your crewVery easily I got more ammoIm like the ill kid the psycho man yoCuz now Im past the point and I aint gonna returnAnd when it comes to your destruction I aint really concernedAbout the consequences cuz Im living day to daySo who are you to comment about me and my ways.I get my attitude from living and I never forgetYou got to be the illest brother just to claim respect!
