Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brother & Sisterhood , by - Moscow Death Brigade. Song from the album Boltcutter, in the genre ХардкорRelease date: 25.01.2018
Record label: Rebel Sound
Song language: English
Brother & Sisterhood |
| Ski mask and track suit |
| You know we’re the angry youth |
| We’re back on a track to attack |
| We’re brother & sisterhood |
| Rhyme spitters, the real train hitters |
| Back on the streets to show them all what |
| Real heat is Defy them leaders |
| When we stay united they can’t defeat us |
| Ghettoblasting, we stay nasty |
| Rip them snake tongues out, outlast them |
| I say «No Government» like Anti-Pasti |
| We’re vandals, hooligans, punx and crusties |
| Disgusting, that’s how they called us |
| Now they bite our style cause they got no class |
| Days pass, we face da foes |
| Fangs and claws, yeah, I’ve got some of those |
| That’s how it goes when you take a stand |
| More than a band, you can trust the brand |
| I got a bad accent you can’t understand |
| But this beat and the flow make you bang your head |
| Ski mask and track suit |
| You know we’re the angry youth |
| We’re back on a track to attack |
| We’re brother & sisterhood |
| I still hit the walls, give me cans, pack it |
| I got the same holes in the same North Face jacket |
| Still making a racket |
| Unity, Bonded by Blood, You can’t break it, Nah |
| We can’t and won’t stop |
| Bringing the noise, making circle pit hip hop |
| Blast from your stereo, what are you staring at? |
| Bring all your zombies, I will rebury them |
| Jump in the pit with Shaolin monks, skinheads and punks |
| Spit out your lungs |
| Right-wing scum gets brought to the light |
| Kids are alright ready for a fight-night |
| Try as you will, locomotive won’t stop |
| Crew in the front won’t let the beat drop |
| From stadiums, skateshops, dojos and squats |
| Everybody slam to the circle pit hip hop |
| Ski mask and track suit |
| You know we’re the angry youth |
| We’re back on a track to attack |
| We’re brother & sisterhood |
| I was a Clockwork Skinhead, Boxcutter Justice |
| Razor Bois know no limits |
| Stepping over backstabbers and schemers |
| Cliques, intrigues, cops are pigs — want to split us |
| We are meant to be whole, thus |
| Can’t be taken apart — press their faces against the glass |
| Radical philosophers, ill-willing xenophobes, arrogant provocateurs |
| Shall not Pass! |
| Break their fiction, our name is Legion |
| Step up and face the birth of the legend |
| Close your eyes with their fake ass lies |
| They can never break real family ties |
| We unite against hate crimes, close minded «Pro-white», homophobes, |
| internet fighters |
| Face the bigots, we bring down the might |
| With a mic in my hand and fire in the rhymes |
| Ski mask and track suit |
| You know we’re the angry youth |
| We’re back on a track to attack |
| We’re brother & sisterhood |