Lyrics:
was born the 3rd Month; He said less is more, but I can’t spit a few
You can’t expect minor casualties from a C-4 of this magnitude,
When I hit
With a chick that'll kneel
Like she came to protest
I got the game by the neck
And brother I came to finesse
But the chill on my wrist
Got me fly
nose
Skin pale your going into shock
Hyper or hypothermia which one
In an abulance circle the block
1 time 2 time 3 times 4
Already 12 what are you
CH
Give me
blood (x7)
Give me
more (x7)
Дай мне
ад (x7)
Give me
war (x7)
Give me
live (x7)
TV-
show (x7)
Дай мне
Кайф (x7)
Хоро-
шо (x7)
Verse 1
Feel the rhythm (6x)
One, two, three
feel the rhythm of my heart
rip it out, sully my blood
stay by my side and just pray
God wont forgive our
from
Mobb Deep to where the creek is blood
Know where we can get drink from
Young man lost so he runs
Now here fearful to be judged
And I'm so scared
Not
you're by my side helping me destroy it for good
We'll make it scream like a bear, making noise in the woods
My life is misunderstood and no one
Ayo,
A soldier keeps going,
Unless his heart is never pumping blood into the forehead
He keeps on moving ‘til they sneak behind him, get him shot
diapers
None of these three
Allows one to be
Squeamish, wussy
Or possess a jelly-like backbone
One must drive home
The courage to brave the fire's heat
the end they will fall. To king owl's claws, in he flies screeching raw.
The vulture's red robe is stained by blood, never cleaned, never washed. King
of it
That ain't the half of it, I spit the blood of Christ on a catholic
Lyrics specialist ain't this a bitch rip shit so effortless
Smoke method with
replaced by fear
We ask nothing less then settle for nothing more
Behold the capitalists
Bathing in the blood
Of the working class
Martyrs bleed
On shift from 9 to 5 then from 6 to 3 steals the soul
Machine forever tuning
Class rebellion under noses the boss is feeding on the living corpses
shot do I care? Probably not. Little liars leech vampires waste of piss to calm your fires. Third time I'm lucky three times the charm I'm in the middle
bad
but open your eyes and take a look at the map
the whole damn things red, blood red, and looking county by county
well its basically a wash, red
[PART I: The Mundane World]
[lead: Maglio]
Day by day we follow our routines
Not much changes in our lives
With every dawn another sunrise
A never
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
to promoters.
Destined to destroy the venue, visual director should be Roland Emmerich — [movie reference]/
Your selecta dont reload your records clearly bored
abbatoir of greed, whilst you destroy them + yourself- by taking much more than you need, there is no justice in this death- no illusion I'll let you hide
the west, first rule
In fact, we the first Bloods and Crips
First niggas to drive by sendin tricks on trips
First niggas to hit yo town and set up shop
Bring
'Cause it's all about peace
Wise but still wonderin', all of the blunderin'
My soul is drenched in blood and the sky is thunderin'
Subject to all
when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'cause AIDs infested child molesters aren't sicker than me
I
the lighter
Destroy and rebuild it
The people'll will it
We numb with no feelin'
We seen all the killin'
The glass on the ceiling
Then kap started
the jakes all over the ends
These bells come big and chunky
Bruck that 12 now let's get dumpy
Blood spill like blueberry slushie
If he runs off then back that
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