Lyrics:
brother when he lay up
Can't sleep thinkin' 'bout it so I stay up
Blood that we paid up
Whoa we go way up
Three generations in we never gave up
Technique
Yeah[00:08.42]Mic check[00:11.37]Tired of hearing nothing thicker than blood[00:13.32]What is the meaning[00:14.36]It's just a pile
Well I guess you’d call it new, but maybe not so brave
And there goes Mr Huxley, spinning in his grave
Wetback warriors dripping with disdain
Staring
corruption
You say, I'm pure and then undiluatable
And once I'm in your blood I make it pursuitable
Now only they say sing it on son
Sing it on son, she
No bloods
But am all here
No friends
Ten toes and am all here
Clean heart
More racks yeah am all here
Yeah am all here
By myself I don't fear
Stay in
on women, so boo you safe
And all my brothers blood, wealth, and honor, is always safe, safe
I promise your blood is sacred, just promise me the same thing,
in blood
Instead I'm in black again
Blacking on tracks again (Oh)
Oops I'm alive and well
You rather see me go die on film
Shot by the popo just lying
wrath
Daggers in your back
Hot tongues licking at your heels
So hoist the sails, adjust the course,
But keep an even keel
Alone, you conspire
Enflamed
Ridin' in my Chevy and I'm sittin' at the light, at the light
I got *** in my blood, sippin' Remy
Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain
All
brothers they always committed
They told me I would never lose, they told me I would never lose
So shit I ran in with the tool
Shit I ran in with the crew
corruption
You say, I'm pure and then undiluatable
And once I'm in your blood I make it pursuitable
Now only they say sing it on son
Sing it on son, she
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood
virginity
Your jam is just a dreamin' MC scheme
gettin' crushed by a L.L. theme
somethin' like Shaft, put you in a cask', bo!
You little blood
My brother gone i got deep wounds
Im out here big glock under my sweater longer than a broom
And its ready to torch i get approached by a buffoon
to the Lou
And got you a straight perm
You got your ass grabbed
By your Hitman, ewww
Say word But now it makes
Sense cause in the dictionary
Shine is a verb
older I would understand that
It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
Few summers went by and we moved across the tracks
13 that's when I had
matters
But soon a white man takes one then it matters
We got brothers in the hood taking life's of each other,why?
For a game of dice
You get killed in
that you see on TV
[Chorus]
United states of Atlanta its still me
And my brother we done been through a lot but still kain I love ya.
Blood
Cut by the grindstone
Callused hands by will
Weathered years gone by
Tethered by promises
Worked through the thorns
Through blood, sweat, and tears
and mines
44's and 9's
About that time
Forget trying to ride on each other
Let's round all the brothers, and ride for each other
Bounded by the blood inside
You won't hear it coming whispering with the wind
Rotten sails, moved by fear, hate and misery
Ripping the waves crashing on its sharp keel
dance on a string, Till the blood on your sword is The blood of a king, Till the blood on your hand is The blood of a king.
Our armies in England,
Aiming at ya, you a dead guy
Now you spewing blood, god damn
In da city, jus going hamm
Blonde shawty, Ashley Graham
Only bitch I'd save, take 'er by
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