Artist: Joell Ortiz f/ Crooked I, Joe Budden, Royce Da 5'9" Album: House Slippers Song: Brothers Keeper Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Joell Ortiz] They say blood thicker than water But love thicker than blood That's all I'm sayin Ay you ain't even gotta look, look too far man If y'all niggaz need the YAOWA the YAOWA's there I'm on call, speed dial me Quick question [Chorus: Joell Ortiz] Are you my brothers keeper? {*4X*} Am I your brothers keeper? {*4X*} Are you my brothers keeper? {*4X*} Am I your brothers keeper? {*3X*} (My brothers I keep 'em close and I'ma keep on keepin) [Joell Ortiz] Uhh, this shit done left music, we just fam now Man I done brought niggaz around who give a fuck about rhyming Gave 'em that look so y'all don't know but that's yo' man now My shooters is yours, extra hands out, but not a hand-out Nickel, you had me feelin fly up in the No Fly Walkin through that Motor City Inn like I was multi Goons on both sides, somebody sneeze that nigga daddy wear a bowtie And Crook, I'm always comfortable on yo' side Sauce you a Boss, Horseshoe what it do? C-Style hold ya head, Tray Deee can't wait to meet you And Jumpoff, when that whole shit jumped off but I ain't gon' name no names, but yeah I hoped that I ain't come off grimy but dawgs I fuck with them niggaz, that's why I never threw my gloves on Needed to clear that up cause that shit been really botherin me for dumb long A nigga say somethin I'll run in that nigga mouth To e'rybody you Budden, to me you my nigga Mouse [Chorus] [Crooked I] Ring the alarm, we set the world on fire Whoa-ohh (Slaughterhouse!) Chemistry you never seen before, we the four well-known plus worth knowin, you niggaz either or Even if we was poor, never seen a tour and Eminem didn't put our CD's in a convenience store, anymore We can still hit the streets and score, I help us finance our dreams on a triple beam Never bicker for simple things (talk to 'em!) Loyalty is royalty, with these Shady royalties I will loyally help you pay all your lawyer fees It's much deeper than the art of rap, it's realer than me signin a few autographs Rockin my new Slaughter tats (SLAUGHTERHOUSE!) I was raised to keep it G since snap Starter hats And bury our enemies like artifacts, these are the FACTS! Like Chinese food in the fridge we a cold combination Slaughter slaughter my whole conversation [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] I'm, I'ma be mad cold and I'm cut this way, no matter where I'm at It'll be black roses on Mother's Day on they momma front doormat You know I'm, I'm quick to jump in front the fire in the line of fire You ain't got to ask what side I'm on, I'm goin homicide May I simply cease to exist if I should be a bitch If you should die and I should stay behind we actually'll switch As far as passin you a chick, you get the alley-oop, you ask for the assist This is a fact, it's more than rap to me, it's more serious than holdin a loaded gat to me I sold my soul to a bottle of Patrón And my favorite uncle died of an illness alchy-related then he stole it back from me And now he up in heaven like "Neph, you owe it back to me" I was taught that too much talkin'll make you fall faster My actions show that I'm real, I ain't got to broadcast it I called you and said that I had to fall back, I had to recover And here we are, that's for my brothers [Chorus] [Joe Budden] Yeah... Look, the love I got for y'all goes unsaid Was there when me and shorty unwed, for that I'm always down to pump lead We formed a bond against the cowards Only grew over time in the studio for hours, and tours with no showers In towns I never heard of, was no small fort But we was all sports, Slaughterhouse t-shirts and our ball shorts Quick all that other shit, that's just other shit Love is love, we ain't even gotta discuss this shit The part that's sick G My brothers love me so much, I think their punch hit y'all harder than it hit me Four of the best in the world, I'll put a M on it And if that ain't enough I'm puttin Em on it We back to hog-tyin beats up and steppin on it Back on our old shit just like Nino Bless is on it Crowds screamin, the fans can get excited And oh, as far as that question, I won't even dignify it [Chorus]