Lyrics:
No flickering light at the end of the path
Confront repressions of the past
Fear. Prevail. Insanity. Obey!
Draw back in silence to dwell in
a tissue, stop your blood clot cryin
The kids, the dog, everybody dyin, no lyin
So don't you get suspicious
I'm Big Dangerous you're just a Lil Vicious
As I
and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Leer, yes my dear
Shit's official, only, the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your blood clot crying
The kids, the dog,
but can see below the surface
Make racks out an ally
Feet always wear a curb is
Ting tucked for the verblist
Draw blood for just words bitch
Plug said
us vs them
I'll say it again, you draw blood with the gun, I'll draw ink with the pen
Where the good cops been
Outta sight, definitely outta reach
the power of blood
To lick-a-shot in a di street and get your people to run — son
And when a cop dies, we all mortified
But when a cop kills he don't need no
Sick ya bitch all up on my dick
Cause you a bug, you a flee and I'm a G
I ain't no Crip I ain't no Blood
But I don't bend no I don't budge
I keep that
but I'm still no bloke.
I'm living out the hood and I'm never going home.
Never growing old my Blood too rich.
Never going cold my Heater on six.
Now
on the strength
Everything is on the strength
[Verse 1:]
Simultaneous anger to this life I'm no stranger
Galaxy mission to attack in the track black
Diplomats in
the spear
Draw a line in the sand
Hold this ground in thy name
Far as one can see
Chain the people to the land
Sweat and blood fill the coffers
Dirt washed
BELIEVE
KILLING YOU, YOU CAN SPEAK NO WORDS
THE TWISTED HUMAN CARNAGE, DEATH IN MY HAND
BLOOD IN MY BLADE, STAINED BY THE LIVES
CROSS THE STILL OF FEAR
to draw some blood just to see if I'm alive
Spite
A broken man, a dead machine, a bird with crippled wings
Teased by life and born to did say, "Fuck
Screaming all night like a lead singer
I Dey draw your attention,
I no need pencil or correction
Been up for a while - suspension
Working on my self
Stacking
And successfully climb the narrow way
As I walk in the narrow
Fear no evil
Strong like Samson
I won't be devoured
By no roaring lion
I do read Bible
Read
now my life aint been the same nigga, life as a thug
If I had to draw a picture of my life
I have to paint my picture in blood
Closest homie died,
bitch
There's blood on your hands
Die bitch, yeah die bitch
Killed by a bottom-tier band
I've been feelin' good
Had a good day
Ain't no stress when I'm
shook back on the island
You got ya man hood took
But turn around when you walk through
Guns are hawk you, already took ya shit
No matter who you
By the school gates
But now he dumps her dead in a suitcase
Buries her in the garden with no
Mark on the youth's grave
They call police, say she just
philosophy's deep
Like a dear John letter, so read em and weep
And the wolf smells blood, you can feed em to me
We can meet in the street, draw heat, but
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
the P.J.'s, the heat waves
Kids play where heat sprays
Straight floods, no love, fake thugs
Draw blood with Four-Four snubs
Tear away your rug
Kids with
as we draw near it
Possessed by the forest spririt
Born on a blood torn shore
Lightning cracks open the sky
Calmed only by the sound of war
Touched not
yours
Four-four, and fifty-four draw
As my pilot, steers my Leer
Yes my dear shit's official, only the Feds I fear
Here's a tissue, stop your blood
Well fuck it this is for me
Let it be my love symphony
Yeah
Blood sweat tears
Never
Money cars clothes gold hoes
Is it all that matters
I suppose
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