Squad pull up deep round the corner store
Twenty deep in the rain we done shared cold floors
Same scar on my knuckle same gold on his tooth
Real talk we don't speak on what we did in the booth
Three rivers flow where we planted our roots
Lost two on the way threw they names on the wall
Momma said don't go but we answered the call
Big bro caught a case little bro caught a flight
We don't type we just slide middle finger to the lights
Same pack of Backwoods passed around in the whip
Same blood on the concrete if you slip I slip
We ate off the same plate when the fridge was dry
Now we pop bottles but we still got that fire in the eye
Back then nobody believed we'd ascend
Now I look at my left my right that's my kin till the end
Fifty years deep still the same damn crew
If you ain't one of us then you don't know what we been through
Whispers In The Valley We Just Brothers Till The Grave
No Paper No Title Could Ever Match What We Saved
When My Trigga Fall I Fall I Catch Him Fore He Hit The Ground
Thats The Code Of San Chuankou You Know We Dont Make A Sound
Remember duckin patrols with the heat in the stash
Barely seventeen with a dream and a rash
Old head taught me never fold never break never dash
Now we pull them foreign whips and we laugh at the past
Sat on rooftops watching helicopters trace
Swore we'd never trade this bond for no money no face
You hungry I'm hungry we hustle same pace
You cryin I'm cryin we carry that weight
Paragraphs on the wall rest in peace to the fallen
Every time I hear that bass my chest feel swollen
They said the streets would divide us but it made us more solid
Pour out a little liquor for the ones who couldn't call back
They sons call me uncle now no we don't lose contact
Same tattoo on the ribs San Chuankou inked black
We raised in the dust now we shine like chrome
Long as I breathe you ain't walking alone
Whispers In The Valley We Just Brothers Till The Grave
No Paper No Title Could Ever Match What We Saved
When My Trigga Fall I Fall I Catch Him Fore He Hit The Ground
Thats The Code Of San Chuankou You Know We Dont Make A Sound