Brother From Another Mother

[Verse 1]
Met you on the block, not the family tree
Same beat-up shoes, same ripped blue jeans
Lunchroom kings, trading half our meals
You took the blame first time I tried to steal
Split every secret, every stupid dare
You threw the first punch when they grabbed my hair
Swore on scraped knees, “we don’t run from trouble”
Two hearts, one code, same cracked knuckles
[Chorus]
You my brother from another mother
Different last name, still the same color
Of blood when we fall, same scars, same struggle
If the world swing first, then we swing double
You my brother from another mother
Ride in the storm, walk through the gutter
When I got your back, you don’t need no cover
If they come for you, then they get both of us (both of us)
[Verse 2]
You saw me go dark, pulled me from the edge
Sat all night talking on the churchyard steps
You said, “breathe, we gon’ make it out”
Put the weight on your shoulders while I worked my doubts
I held you down when the rent ran out
Lied for your job when the past popped out
We ain’t picture perfect, we fight, we cuss
But it’s “text me safe” when the night gets rough
[Chorus]
You my brother from another mother
Different last name, still the same color
Of blood when we fall, same scars, same struggle
If the world swing first, then we swing double
You my brother from another mother
Ride in the storm, walk through the gutter
When I got your back, you don’t need no cover
If they come for you, then they get both of us (both of us)

rap, Boom-bap drums with warm sub bass, chopped soul vocal loop, and crunchy vinyl texture. Male vocals, tight pocket flow in verses, stacked gang vocals on the hook. Second verse brings in subtle melodic synth line, last hook adds ad-lib hype and drops out instruments on key phrases for impact.