Lyric Video by Alex Pint/Doorstop Design Studio
Brothers Grimm Lyrics
The new era, new chapter, new chamber
Deck:
My raps are kevlar, spark the seminar
Czar set the bar dark tints on the Death Star
I came from the dirt, not safe for work
how I got their brain buzzing like they takin’ percs
check the framework Deck stand sturdy on biz
he busy watching mine, should be working on his
the INS it’s no secret I Never Stop
burn like the eternal flame forever hot
just connect the dots, it ain’t hard to tell
Czarface cartel stay dropping the bombshell
and all is well
that’s until they stop buying
I re-up, supply and demand my stock rising
rap assassin, I ain’t asked to be the shooter
one shot kill and then I land in Aruba
The firebird, sending heads to the burn unit
this heat’ll leave your perm ruined
better learn stupid
Esoteric:
ayo Stefon with pigskin how I get my Diggs in
you be on your Spud Webb time to put the bigs in
smilin with a big grin, Saugus wings champion
how soon to Kowloon? big shout to Andy Wong
yall be doing super bad
like the Duke ad with Cooper Flagg
in a du-rag now google that
nah they took the post town
now it’s a ghost town
if we were to throw down, it wouldn’t be close now
KO round 1, just show me a dope sound
and bring a .357 like we in Oaktown
now listen yo
when I say “you wanna box?” i’m looking to throw (let’s go)
when you say “you wanna box?” you talkin food to go
my reign is indisputable, you sir, delusional
and you should know it’s evident that you devour feculence
i’m laid up watching Severance in your girl’s room and
I hit then I’m outie like I left Lumon
the best human for the job, I take the lead I’m Major league
like the Kang actor at a table read with Peyton Reed
Frankie:
I ride a pale horse with a face like
it’s the Source, not the latest news I’m divorced on the truth
loose tide on the course branch shuffle boots
kick a stool with the force leaves me from the loop
Got ya crayons out like you ready to draw, go ‘head shoot
See the finger twitch I’m switch six
iron claw, been out in the cold so long I am the law
like Billy the Kid smoking the hole’s forehead
i am raw I implore what is more
came with blood in a flash you get
jug
you feeling the copperhead
you coppin lead when I’m dropping it
striking out like these moccasins
stopping dead in the flood of watershed
writing to that music
nothing left but the truth kid, let’s use it
