BrOTHERHOOD
Stormzy Lyrics


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Look, yo

Half of your mandem are locked up, pissed or bunning buj (bunning buj)
Them cold-arse nights on the strip never done him good (done him good)
Ride for my team and I ride like my brothers would (brothers would)
And we don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, man it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood

Yeah, welcome to hell
Bring your G, man, he's welcome as well
Tell police to release all my team
Do it ASAP before I come bail them myself
So tell me, why do you draw me out (huh?)
I keep on guard when I walk about
Old-school beef with some-old school youts
But I'm real old school, I'll sort him out
I just done some things that I never intended
Fucked-up streets, there's fucked-up beef that's never been ended
I won't act like I've never been tempted
To grab my gun and go to war
To grab my gun with no remorse
To catch the yout and blow my torch
And kill the prick and go to court
Who cares what you done back then?
'Round here, young Gs don't think twice
Come to your block with the big MAC-10
Yo, fuckboy, should've stayed inside
Man don't care 'bout your name on the roads
Don't come 'round here thinking you're tough
We don't care what you done in '06
Just know real niggas call your bluff, yo

Half of your mandem are locked up, pissed or bunning buj (bunning buj)
Them cold-arse nights on the strip never done him good (done him good)
Ride for my team and I ride like my brothers would (brothers would)
And we don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, man it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)




We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood

Overall Meaning

In Stormzy's song BrOTHERHOOD, he talks about the loyalty and bond between him and his crew. He begins by talking about the struggles and obstacles his friends have faced, such as prison and drug addiction. Despite these setbacks, Stormzy remains loyal to his brothers, riding for them as they would for him. He emphasizes that their relationship is not based on friendship, but brotherhood, a bond that runs much deeper. Stormzy warns those who try to test their bond that they will face consequences for their actions. He discusses the danger and violence of life on the streets, admitting to being tempted to use his gun in the past. He assures listeners that real niggas, or those who understand the value of brotherhood, will not be swayed by empty boasts or reputations.


Overall, the song portrays a sense of camaraderie and brotherhood between the men in the crew. Stormzy emphasizes loyalty as a key value and warns outsiders to think twice before trying anything against his team. The song hints at the dangers and violence of life in the streets, but ultimately portrays a sense of unity and strength among those who stick together.


Line by Line Meaning

Half of your mandem are locked up, pissed or bunning buj (bunning buj)
Many of your friends are either incarcerated, angry, or addicted to drugs


Them cold-arse nights on the strip never done him good (done him good)
The harsh, cold nights on the streets have not benefited him in any way


Ride for my team and I ride like my brothers would (brothers would)
I will defend and support my team with the same loyalty as my biological brothers


And we don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, man it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
We don't have friends in this area, only a brotherhood of trustworthy individuals


We don't do friends 'round here, 'round here, it's brotherhood (brotherhood)
Our relationships are not based on mere acquaintanceship, but instead on a deep bond of brotherhood


Yeah, welcome to hell
Welcome to a place of hardship and suffering


Bring your G, man, he's welcome as well
Bring your gang member, he is also allowed here


Tell police to release all my team
Requesting the police to release his group of friends


Do it ASAP before I come bail them myself
Do it quickly or he will personally come to bail them out


So tell me, why do you draw me out (huh?)
Why are you trying to provoke me?


I keep on guard when I walk about
I am always alert and cautious when I am outside


Old-school beef with some-old school youts
Long-standing conflict with some older individuals


But I'm real old school, I'll sort him out
Despite the conflict, he will handle the situation like an old-school individual


I just done some things that I never intended
He has recently done things he never intended to do


Fucked-up streets, there's fucked-up beef that's never been ended
The streets are in a bad state, and there is unresolved conflict


I won't act like I've never been tempted
He acknowledges that he has been tempted before


To grab my gun and go to war
To take his weapon and fight


To catch the yout and blow my torch
To catch the young person and shoot him


And kill the prick and go to court
To kill the enemy and face the legal consequences


Who cares what you done back then?
The past is irrelevant


'Round here, young Gs don't think twice
In this area, young gang members act impulsively


Come to your block with the big MAC-10
He will come to your neighbourhood with a large weapon


Yo, fuckboy, should've stayed inside
He insults his enemy and suggests that he should have stayed indoors


Man don't care 'bout your name on the roads
No one cares about your reputation on the streets


Don't come 'round here thinking you're tough
Do not come here with the belief that you are intimidating


Just know real niggas call your bluff, yo
Real gang members know that you are not truly tough




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
Written by: Michael Omari

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I wasnt even gonna do one but...

Fuck your bandanas, we dnot see no colours
I want a holiday, I tell 'er pack your luggage
They're like Stormz, why you only doing covers
I'm sitting on some bangers you can go and such your mothers
But for now I might just take a little tune and then I kill it
We're just warming up a second in minute
Got the E.P coming sooner when we're finished
I just dash my boy a drawer 'nd tell him bin it, OH LORD!
I'm the one to get it popping
I just phone my brudda Flips, we'll go and shop it
Another nigga's talking shit, I need a coffin
And we don't care about your taper when its dropping, nigga oh shit
Promoters on the phone, he's got a booky
I got some pagans on the phone, they say they're looking for me
Got your girlfriend on my phone, she's got some pussy for me
I give my little brudda ?? and make him cook it for me
All this talking's gonna get a nigga into beef shit
I'm on my ????? shit
They're talking recky but them niggas haven't seen shit
I've seen them turn some gangstas into pussies, nigga real quick

Real quick, run Stormz, run Stormz
Please Stormz, that nigga's got a gun Stormz
They love Stormz, so if that nigga bun Stormz
They'll come for him, you can put that on my mum boy

Is this the karma
You're talking doe but you can't even bring your son up
They always miss but they just love the fancy run up
Selfies with my bitch, we're taking pictures looking tun up
And yeah, man I gotta put him on, my brudda's waiting for me
I just had a meeting with my man, he told me 'play it for me'
I aint even saying nothing, please just keep on praying for me
Still a couple niggas that still owe a couple favours for me
But we're gonna cash 'em all in when we need it
Heard your songs, they're kinda wack, yeah I don't feel it
They couldn't say it to my face they had to tweet it
Still thinking why they got me on the remix, that's some other shit
You wanted more, I dropped The Second Quarter through
If he needs it, then I've got a year, I'll sort it through
Yeah we're humble, you won't ever know we brought it through
That brudda's thirsty, can we please just get some water through
And 1 litre, 2 litre, 3 litres man he's thirsty
Couple man are old, they're in their thirties
My brudda stabbed me in my back, he done me dirty
And if I'm down my brudda ?? will reimburse me

Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit, yeah
Murky!!

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