Smith Brothers
Ghostface Killah Lyrics


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[Intro: Ghostface Killah]
Uh huh, ba-by, ba-by, uh, it's goin' down
This is that muthafuckin' nigga (off the sound)
Yeah, uh, bulletproof muthafuckin' gooses outdoors
For all the streets, all the dusts in the streets
(Let me get a sip of that, let me get a sip of that)
Rusty projects and all that, the radiators is bulletproof
Yo, yo, come on, ah yo yo

[Ghostface Killah]
What up cousin, this is most high wizardry
Got's to watch niggaz, so I stay on my grizzly (uh)
These young boys comin' at me (yeah)
Lookin' at these faggots, like yeah, you get amped off of Pepsi
Damn, what kind of cards you delt
Does your elevator go up? (Nope) You ain't rap too tight
Right, you can tell me, G-H to O-S-T
Two hundred Bees'll get you killed by coke head Skeet
This is murder, you can get it, if my fam don't eat
And, we slam niggaz, like we Lil' Malik
We want that Powerball money, Easter bunnies, Wool-light money
Hey dunny, we rock a half of mill and look bummy
And bounce to the projects, pop Becks, cop Tec's
Top wrecks, execs got next, what the heck
I'm fed, you'se dead, that's said, no more wet
The cameras is rollin', bitch, quiet on the set

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
You can never front on, jump or you get lumped on
Burners in your face, don't you get nervous on me
We got so many gats, and them big Mac's
Somebody get the boy, I get the wildin' on black
Tell 'em, we will, we will, rock you, pop you
We will, we still, got you, got you

[Trife Da God]
Aiyo aiyo, it ain't a game (nah)
This kid is serious about his change (uh-huh)
Ya'll a bunch of wacko jacko's, amped off your names
Call me Sugar Ray, the way I dance on you lames
My right hand'll sting you and ding you, leave stamps on your brain
I got, out of state of niggaz that'll kill for beers
'cause you, easy to pop like balloons filled with air
I dare ya'll faggot asses, punch niggaz with glasses
Back in my third grade classes, squeezin' asses
My niggaz is never over, understand
I'm a 2Pac fan, this is the realest shit I ever wrote
Butter soft, lead the coke, matchin' my kicks
So make sure, you get my sneakers when you snappin' that flick
And I advise you, to carry that Bible for survival
Surprise you, return like Jesus, without the costume
Come on young'n, you dumbin'
I've been doin' this shit since King Culling, cookin' grams in the oven





[Chorus 2X]

Overall Meaning

"Smith Brothers" is a gritty, intense rap song that reveals both Ghostface Killah's and Trife Da God's tough personalities. The repetitive chorus emphasizes that their gang has amassed many guns (including "big Mac's") and will use them without hesitation if necessary. Their aggressiveness is also reflected in Ghostface Killah's assertion that he and his "fam" will go to extreme lengths to make money, even if it means committing murder.


Ghostface Killah also calls out younger rappers for their apparent lack of authenticity and street smarts. He sees himself as a seasoned veteran of the rap game, warning that the younger generation shouldn't underestimate him. Meanwhile, Trife Da God boasts about his fighting skills and associates himself with boxing legend Sugar Ray Robinson, implying that he's a skilled fighter who can take on anyone. He's equally proud of his drug-dealing and surviving skills, mentioning that he's cooked drugs since a very young age. Overall, "Smith Brothers" soundtrack provides an unfiltered glimpse into a violent and dangerous world.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh huh, ba-by, ba-by, uh, it's goin' down
The situation is serious and things are about to get intense.


This is that muthafuckin' nigga (off the sound)
I am the one in charge and I am making things happen.


Yeah, uh, bulletproof muthafuckin' gooses outdoors
We are prepared for any threats and have taken precautionary measures to protect ourselves.


For all the streets, all the dusts in the streets
We are ready for any environment and know how to navigate the streets.


(Let me get a sip of that, let me get a sip of that)
Can I have a drink of what you are having?


Rusty projects and all that, the radiators is bulletproof
We are in the most dangerous areas and have taken the necessary steps to ensure our safety.


Yo, yo, come on, ah yo yo
Let's get this started and make moves.


What up cousin, this is most high wizardry
Hey man, we are working with some pretty powerful magic here.


Got's to watch niggaz, so I stay on my grizzly (uh)
I have to be cautious and on my guard at all times.


These young boys comin' at me (yeah)
These young guys are trying to challenge me and take me down.


Lookin' at these faggots, like yeah, you get amped off of Pepsi
These guys are weak and easily excited by meaningless things.


Damn, what kind of cards you delt
What kind of situation have you found yourself in?


Does your elevator go up? (Nope) You ain't rap too tight
You don't have what it takes to succeed and rise to the top.


Right, you can tell me, G-H to O-S-T
You can call me Gh to Ost.


Two hundred Bees'll get you killed by coke head Skeet
If you mess with us, you are risking your life and Skeet will take you out.


This is murder, you can get it, if my fam don't eat
We are willing to do whatever it takes to provide for our family.


And, we slam niggaz, like we Lil' Malik
We will take out anyone who tries to mess with us.


We want that Powerball money, Easter bunnies, Wool-light money
We are after the big bucks and nothing else will do.


Hey dunny, we rock a half of mill and look bummy
We may not look like much, but we are worth a lot of money.


And bounce to the projects, pop Becks, cop Tec's
We hang out in the projects, drink Becks beer and carry firearms.


Top wrecks, execs got next, what the heck
We are on top and the executives are the next to fall.


I'm fed, you'se dead, that's said, no more wet
I am ready to take on anyone who crosses my path and there will be no more bloodshed.


The cameras is rollin', bitch, quiet on the set
This is being recorded so be quiet and let's get this done.


You can never front on, jump or you get lumped on
Don't mess with us or you will get beaten up.


Burners in your face, don't you get nervous on me
We are not afraid to use our firearms and you better not show any fear.


We got so many gats, and them big Mac's
We have a lot of guns and we are not afraid to use them.


Somebody get the boy, I get the wildin' on black
Someone needs to take care of the situation while I take care of the big stuff.


Tell 'em, we will, we will, rock you, pop you
We are going to take you out and there is nothing you can do about it.


We will, we still, got you, got you
We still have control over the situation and there is no escaping it.


Aiyo aiyo, it ain't a game (nah)
This is serious and not a game.


This kid is serious about his change (uh-huh)
I am serious about making money and improving my situation.


Ya'll a bunch of wacko jacko's, amped off your names
You guys are crazy and obsessed with your own fame.


Call me Sugar Ray, the way I dance on you lames
I am dominating these other guys like Sugar Ray dominated in the boxing ring.


My right hand'll sting you and ding you, leave stamps on your brain
I can hit really hard and leave a lasting impression on you.


I got out of state of niggaz that'll kill for beers
I have guys in other states who are willing to do anything for money.


'cause you easy to pop like balloons filled with air
I can take you out easily like popping a balloon.


I dare ya'll faggot asses, punch niggaz with glasses
I dare you to try and mess with me or my friends who wear glasses.


Back in my third grade classes, squeezin' asses
I was doing this kind of stuff back in third grade when I was just a kid.


My niggaz is never over, understand
My guys are always around and always ready to handle any situation.


I'm a 2Pac fan, this is the realest shit I ever wrote
I am a fan of Tupac and this is the most honest and real thing I have ever written.


Butter soft, lead the coke, matchin' my kicks
My clothes are soft and comfortable and I have matching shoes.


So make sure, you get my sneakers when you snappin' that flick
Don't forget to capture my shoes when taking a picture of me to show off my style.


And I advise you, to carry that Bible for survival
You should have a Bible with you to help you get through tough times.


Surprise you, return like Jesus, without the costume
I will come back and surprise you like Jesus did, without any warning or disguise.


Come on young'n, you dumbin'
Come on, kid, you are not thinking clearly.


I've been doin' this shit since King Culling, cookin' grams in the oven
I've been doing this kind of thing for a long time, since I was a kid.




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Comments from YouTube:

Strabo

Classic, ghost the GOAT

MatthewJay

Still bangin in 2021 ya'll...

d sledge

Yep..

Dee Jay Bird

I did this beat. I got jerked. Some people I knew shopped it and put their name on it. Lesson learned.

b.e.

Trigger and smooth? Makes sense they never produced and all of a sudden this came outta nowhere

Visionarie TV

This & Rae's version are the sh*t!

Dominique Jones

Theodore Unit

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