"Two Brothers"

[Verse 1: Ademo]
We grew up like the princes in the city
Crazy like Fresh prince
Flow Corvette, Ford Mustang, in the legend
The police kills at six stars, to always say belek to ourselves
To nice like Cody, feelings like in the time chamber
Once upon a time two brothers, two fawns, two holes in the brain
Bro, two pairs
Conditioned at the bottom of a hall, in a chair
Jailed, dreams that brokes more than a chair
Kid's spirit hiden behind the V
Taken of ambition while being stagnant in front of L.V
"BACers"'s wage every night in the nikes
Benef' of the weed going to the mic'
We grew up like the princes in the city
Kings of the hall, in the sky no more than one star
In front of the throne, some grams, kilos of pain, even in the ben'
Two brothers, two fawns, the M

[Chorus]
Two brothers, two brothers, two brothers, two brothers
Two brothers (M, M, M), two brothers, two brothers (M, M, M), two brothers
Don't care about those sons of bitches, I'm not here to be loved, you better get used with this idea
Don't care about those bitches pulling up into shit rap or who you validated
Not even need to serve quality according to Hervé
From force to calm, to Kaïo-Ken, it's time

[Verse 2: N.O.S.]
I grew up in the zoo, I followed the screams of the jungle, the footsteps of my big brother
Father striked our two heads and told us: "I want an iron made love"
I want nobody between you both, not even me, not even angels of hell
I loved my brother more than my life, how our father teached us
Every dream, every nightmare, every enemy, every euro: shared
And, aside the number of scars , nothing will change
In the same, the same mirror, we looked us
In the same, the same black hole, we got lost
When we were young we had the same closes, older we had the same weapons
Same joint, same field, bro, the same "enemies"
Never the same women: me, was the beautiful blonds
Him the venezuelan, I was out, he felt
Nothing will divide us, even our bitches
All I take, I give it to you, a little bit like my life
You're the only one to know what I live, I'm the only one to know what you live
We told to ourselves: It's time to fuck them if we merge, chi

[Chorus]
Two brothers, two brothers, two brothers, two brothers
Two brothers (M, M, M), two brothers, two brothers (M, M, M), two brothers
Don't care about those sons of bitches, I'm not here to be loved, you better get used with this idea
Don't care about those bitches pulling up into shit rap or who you validated
Not even need to serve quality according to Hervé
From force to calm, to Kaïo-Ken, it's time