Lyrics:
pray to see when your maker's turned in sorrow.
Call me two undead truths. Call me mercy three years overdo.
Wings with fall you must. So slither
My scars all tell a story
Of how it used to be
Three years stuck in prison
With no one there to see
Ten days from the gates
Or so I've been told
Plaster, cloth, aluminum
Broken porcelain
Rusted platinum
Burn blood stains from decompressed diamonds
Hammer the battle cry into braille studded armor
We
by your spirit guide.
A storm brews, burning on a blood-red horizon.
Galaxies unfold beyond,
Sailing into eternal next millenniums,
Three captains
to tell a story, oh, baby!
Blood on the walls, street life
America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years
Hip hop's only shining star in the night's
Within my life time ill change the way you see from your eyes
Your eyes
Time moves so slow some how keep passing me by
Me by
Look, Made a thousand
Child #90
recorded by Peggy Seeger and Ewan MacColl on Blood and Roses
see also SHEATHKF BANKROSE
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on the police
Take it down for a man did a call the police
And I'm up now, sitting in the gutter
Rolling back down if I had to cover upper
Three hundred,
Give me blood when I'm holy
Give me the body when I sin
Make me a saint by the sunrise
So i can bear the light again
Gold chains keep me bound
open
Blood dripping from them bitches like a waterfall
The bitch screaming, but I'm gone fuck them all
Got some head from the bitch as I dropped her
for them to attain
So Oderus did call for conclave
First came Balsac, his council was wise
His War-Axe gleamed, he was a loyal knight
Plus forty
We still don't care, anytime anywhere
Oh lovely,lovely,lovely blood
And now, the world tag-team champions!
Cock back the hammer, watch me lay them
hail Mary I was way to thrown
I was Tarzan raised by gorillas and the beasts
High on them trees when I gorilla'd the beast
Then that truth came hit me
at the blood in my piss
Cold as my heart
Tend to get better with this
By the time when I wasn't
Just cold from the start
Grabbin' the K with intentions
You bust
me show you how to do this (I do it)
I just need a pencil and a pad
Guy, follow me now
Couple record companies tryna call on me now
Tell 'em all
the plug, and I'm the boss of Freebandz
I'm Black Migo, that's forever, this shit right in my blood
All these diamonds and this money'll make a bitch catch
lean all the lean, already way too screwed up
Was way too gone, I was way too cold
Fifty yard Hail Mary I was way too thrown
I was Tarzan, raised by
loyal, I'm done
They can't call my phone now
Told you once before
I'm feelin' like that I'm not wrong now
I got the heart of a slime
I would've been
had too much fun
And by the twelfth bar I was crying over you
I got the twelve bar blues
I got the twelve bar blues
Good morning says the hammer to my
but stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, niggas die
By getting blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
I've been loved and I've been shoved
beaten every step of the way
lived by the glass
and got a little ass
three or four times a day
Well, I've
scammers
They'll kill for, I had to buy 'em hammers
My phone ring, my mama call me
If it ain't 'bout no money, she don't never call me
She said she had
Prada, count up nigga
1,2,3,4,5
All my bloods, they survive
And I'm a Samurai for the calls
I might be bad like a boss
I might end up down with my click
It feel like 3 below
They ask me “how it feel?”
She said how deep it go?
Said I’m a G fasho
Okay let’s see it hoe
See I just call it how I see it,
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