[Intro] Yeah… two bloodlines, one fuse lit Bar lights low, argument spit Brothers don’t fold when the room gets thick [Verse 1] It started with words, then the table got flipped Two brothers locked eyes with three thick-necked pricks They talked that slick shit, thought size was a gift We answered with knuckles that never miss Glass shattered, chairs flew, the whole joint shook First one caught a right that rearranged his look Second tried to rush, got met with a hook Third swung wild, we put him on the floor like a book Dropped all three in under a minute flat Blood on the wood, bodies where they sat No mercy in the motion, pure vicious attack Then the sirens cut the night and we had to bounce back [Chorus] Now we on the run but the streets already know Two brothers that left three men laid low Ain’t hiding forever, we building the throne From the shadows we rise, now we own the underground Own the underground, own the underground Bass so heavy it shakes the whole town Own the underground [Verse 2] Hit the back door running with adrenaline high Tire smoke and silence under blacked-out sky Ain’t no turning back once the blood got dried Every city we touch, the whispers multiply Word travels fast when the bodies don’t rise They say “them two wild ones left three paralyzed” We moved in the dark, built crews from the grind Turned every back alley into a pipeline From the fight that night to the empire we claim Every rival that tested got buried in shame No soft hands left, just iron and flame Two brothers that turned a bar brawl into a name [Chorus] Now we on the run but the streets already know Two brothers that left three men laid low Ain’t hiding forever, we building the throne From the shadows we rise, now we own the underground Own the underground, own the underground Bass so heavy it shakes the whole town Own the underground [Bridge] Argument gone wrong turned into a statement Three strong assholes met pure devastation We didn’t ask for the war, but we finished the job Now the underground bends when the brothers show up No forgiveness in the rearview, only the climb Every scar from that night is a line in the rhyme [Final Chorus] Now we on the run but the streets already know Two brothers that left three men laid low Ain’t hiding forever, we building the throne From the shadows we rise, now we own the underground Own the underground, own the underground Bass so heavy it shakes the whole town We own the underground [Outro] Two brothers… still packin'… dolla bills on the table still stackin'.
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