Lyrics:
Washer, dryer, fuck complete
Washer, dryer, fuck -
Me make you climax, blood pressure rising
If you drop and buss your head
A suicide ting
Sweet, sweet
You're my painted picture
You fill my life with color
You're my painted picture
You're the one that I adore
Loving you comes easy
I'll never try
These pictures they talk
These pictures on my wall
These pictures never fall
These pictures they talk
These pictures they talk
These pictures on my
Transaction complete
Transaction complete
Transaction complete
Transaction complete
Transaction complete
Transaction complete
What do you mean?
the rich they blood suckers of the poor
Cure cancer smooth romancer
When God asks why you’d better have a good answer
When’s the last time you’ve been
picture.
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It's often been said that truth is the first casualty of war,
It is, but the same could be said of life.
From birth we are threatened
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House
Don’t Ya James
You know better than anyone else
I never fit in
No need to tell a story you lived
Nothing breaks the bond of blood
And you know that
paint all the world for you)
Yeah i wish you saw the bigger picture
I wish you saw the bigger picture
If I make it I'll come back to get you
Clear as day
them take our city
Won't bow down to them
Seen the picture, now at a loss
The girl behind him, bears the mark
A drop of blood beads from her fingertip
Blood Money...
Blood Money...
You know who this is
The real fuckin deal
Mobb Princess
Blasia Finé
Bitch I play for keeps, me and Benji be the money
[Hell Razah]
Yeah, yeah yo
I'm like a whirlwind spinnin wit words of wisdom
In the ghetto only promised a hearse and system
We complete like
twice and past dreams, crime if you ask clean
Quick fast, the poison has entered the blood stream
Psychological master, consequences of tragedy
sympathy my mindu0027s in my pad. This biro creates pictures you just wonu0027t understand. I drift to the days when everyone was happy but bad. Guess we
to shine
No blood in the street nobody left behind
I just make a beat to beat up my mind
Into moving my feet
Is there nothing to find
So I stay discreet
thirst for blood
Will keep you searching
Will keep you searching
For a way to fill that void that is me
So baby just feed
And now we're complete
like it's Herpes
Nature, niggas on the block boxing me, y'all not complete
We take this shit to where it gots to be, now smile philosophy
Sex and money
mothafuckas how to act now
I'ma show 'em how to act
I'ma show you, show you, show you, show you
I'ma show 'em how to act
Okay now picture little Bobby
thinking of sucking blood like leeches
But we are aware and it is like a stone that we throw at you
We make decisions in the moment, but what is really
of your lives have led you up to this
Driven, if not by fame, then avarice
Thaumas in rage, salacious
Thirsty for blood berates us
Darkness surrounds with
the dots connected
The picture’s complete
Now I see what i dont
What I failed to carry
What I thought it might be
The picture’s complete
And I understand
twice and past dreams, crime if you ask clean
Quick fast, the poison has entered the blood stream
Psychological master, consequences of tragedy
Picture a world where lifelong lovers
Never get a chance to meet
Picture a world that's paved with gold
But the homeless still walk the streets
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