PayBack
Brownside Lyrics

An eye for an eye's how the fuck we feel
A desire for revenge consumes us, and we believe that the best way to get it is to reciprocate the harm they caused to us.

When they get one of us then we're out to kill
Once they successfully harm one of us, we are determined to retaliate and to ensure that they feel the same level of pain that we experienced.

I don't care about shit when it goes down like that
When our enemies strike, all other concerns become irrelevant, and we focus solely on our vicious, retaliatory response.

The only thing on my mind is the big payback
Our priority is the execution of the most destructive, vengeful acts to settle the score and show our strength.

They get one of us, we get three or four
Our response is always disproportionate: we plan to inflict harm on multiple people to exact revenge for an original transgression that affects one of us.

If that ain't satisfaction then we're out to get more
If we believe that our initial retaliation is insufficient, we will pursue additional revenge until we feel satisfied with the outcomes.

Fuck a drive-by, puto we'll walk to your door
Drive-by shootings are too impersonal; we prefer to confront our enemies directly, within the comfort of their own home or space.

Kill you motherfuckers and we'll even the score
We are capable of killing multiple people and will keep doing so until we consider that the score is finally even.

We wait for you putos to forget and slip
We monitor our enemies' behaviour, knowing that they will become complacent and may drop their guard.

Then we'll catch you in the streets and unload the fucking clip
As soon as our enemies let their guard down, we will strike and inflict deadly violence upon them.

Another puto dead from the other side
We have no regard or remorse for killing the enemy.

Now we wait for the funeral and watch your parents cry
We celebrate the death of our enemies and take joy in watching their parents suffer.

Feeling no remorse for the shit we do
We do not feel bad for the damage we cause, and in fact, feel proud of our vile actions.

Those putos did it to us, so why not do it to them fools
We justify our actions because we believe that our enemies caused us harm first and that our retaliation is merely deserved.

The killing doesn't stop, it goes on and on
This cycle of violence does not end, and we are committed to continuously escalating our retribution until we achieve our desired outcome.

Ese smoking motherfuckers till these putos are gone
Our ultimate goal is to eliminate our enemies from the face of the earth.

An eye for an eye's what this shit's all about
Our guiding principle is retribution, and we will keep retaliating until we feel the balance has been restored.

Rolling up on these levas taking these pendejos out
We are actively seeking out and killing our enemies, ensuring that they receive the violent retribution they deserve.

Doing it for the homies who ain't here today
Our loyalty lies with our deceased comrades, and we are willing to kill to avenge their deaths.

Because as long as I live, in my heart they're gonna stay
We intend to keep the memories of our lost friends alive by continuing their violence and seeking revenge in their honour.

All I do now is think about them in my head
Our thoughts are consumed entirely with thoughts of our lost friends, and the violent retribution we intend to take in their name.

And it's a fucked up feeling now knowing that they're dead
We are sustained by feelings of anger and grief at the loss of our friends, which motivates us to commit these violent acts.

It's payback time and it's a do or die
This is an imperative moment for us; we are committed to inflicting the most immense, violent retribution possible to settle the score.

I'm doing it for my homies, Rest In Peace above the sky
Our violent revenge is dedicated to our deceased comrades; we are solely motivated by a desire to avenge their loss and keep their memories alive.

At the hood with the homies, getting loaded kicking back
We are socializing at home, preparing for the revenge we intend to take.

Thinking about the motherfucking crazy payback
Our thoughts are entirely consumed by the desire for revenge and the kind of violent retribution we intend to inflict.

It's time to get these motherfuckers for the shit they shouldn't have done
We are committed to inflicting retribution upon our enemies, punishing them for some past transgression in our eyes.

Another homicide, another puto gone
Our revenge grows more violent, leading to more killings and a bloodier cycle of violence.

Kill or be killed is the name of this game
We believe that only violence or threats of violence can provide us with safety, and we are willing to kill to achieve that safety.

Doing it for the hood, the homies, and the gang fame
Our motivation lies in perpetuating our gang's legacy and upholding our gang's honour through violent retribution.

This shit won't stop so fuck keeping the peace
We are entirely committed to a cycle of violence and see no reason to try to end it.

From a loco motherfucker gang-banging from the East (Eastside)
We proclaim our allegiance to our particular gang, highlighting our commitment to violently defending our gang's interests.

Rolling down the calle and I just smoked a dip
We are traveling down the street and smoking PCP, fueling our violent impulses even further.

With a quette in my hand so now I'm ready to trip
We are armed and ready to engage in violence with anyone who crosses our path.

Creeping late at night through their neighborhood
We are actively stalking and waiting for an opportunity to inflict violence on our enemies.

Rolling with the lights off to catch a puto doing good
We move undetected, with our car lights off, looking for an opportunity to attack our enemies.

Not giving a fuck about the time it carries
We are entirely consumed by our desire for revenge and will stop at nothing, even if it takes all night.

Just flashes of my homies and when they got buried
Our thoughts are entirely focused on the memories of our dead friends, and their violent passing fuels our desire for revenge even further.

With a knot in my throat and a tear in my eye
Despite the violence we inflict on others, we are not entirely inured to the emotional toll that it takes on us, and we experience a sense of sorrow even as we prepare to become violent.

He's strolling down the street and doesn't even realize
Our enemies are oblivious to the danger we represent and the violent act that is about to be inflicted upon them.

We got a bullet for his ass to go right between his eyes
We are on the point of inflicting lethal violence upon our enemy, and we are vocal about our intentions to do so to display our power over him.

Got out the car 'cause I knew I caught him slipping
We are moving quickly and on the point of inflicting violence; our confidence is high.

He looked and tried to run when he seen my ass creeping
Our enemy has observed our presence and is aware of our intention to commit violent acts against him.

Jumped at the puto, hit him up 'Where you from?'
We are not shy about our status as violent perpetrators of violence, and we confidently approach our enemies to engage in violence even as we ask them provocative questions to display our power.

He said the wrong shit so he took one to the dome
Our enemies' words, choices and gestures will result in retribution and lethal violence if we see fit.

Down the puto fell, I guess I'll meet the punk in Hell
Our enemies are killed, and we experience no remorse, in fact, we are happy to have inflicted violence on them.

Simon, he seen my face but a dead puto can't tell
We are not afraid to engage in violence, even if we are spotted by our enemies, as we know they will not live to communicate anything to anyone else.

Jumped in the ride, headed back to the Eastside
We complete our violent mission and make a hasty retreat back to our own territory.

Kicked it with the homies then we all got high
After successfully committing violent acts of revenge, we celebrate our accomplishments to cement our group's bond.

Smoked a few wet ones and went home and hit the sack
We further consume drugs and celebrate after our successful violent acts before heading to bed, having committed no remorse or leaving any room for regret.

Fell asleep thinking about the fucking payback
Our thoughts are all-embracing to perpetuate the cycle of violence, and we are motivated by the desire to inflict as much harm and death as possible.