[INTRO — instrumental, pounding bass hits, menacing keys] [VERSE 1 — ferocious rapid-fire flow] Sitting in the car outside my brother's gate (gate) Engine off since eight, now it's after eight Fists been balled so long my palms look like plates Text drafted, deleted, I negotiate with fate He took the money that Mama left for repairs Turned it to a bike and a week at the fair Six years I been holding it like breath underwater Tonight I ring the bell and it's blood or it's order Every light in that house is a nerve in my jaw Every laugh on the couch is a crack in the law Of brothers — you don't eat off a plate that ain't yours And you don't feed your pride when your mother fed yours first [HOOK — short, barked] Two of me in this front seat (which one?) One gon' ring it, one gon' leave Two of me in this front seat (which one?) One want blood, one want peace [BEAT SWITCH — darker slower bounce, low deliberate growl] It's cold out here Been an hour, maybe more Funny how a grudge keep you warm Funny how it keep you poor I remember who I was before I kept receipts Little boy who shared his fries and his seat Maybe debt is just a word for what we can't release Maybe he been drowning and I only brought police Energy — I'm knocking with my wallet or my hands Door swings open and it's just my brother, man Smaller than the picture that I built of him for years Bro, I been waiting on you — and just like that, the years Fold up like a lawn chair, put away for good Two of me walked up, only one of me stood [OUTRO — bass hits slow, voice low] (which one... which one...) Only one of me stood
