Lyrics:
Can't no one win
Till they conquer need
Its blood on all our hands
Its blood on all our hands
Its blood on all our hands
I already got enough on my
should let me drive you.
Just call me by my name.
It's killing me loudly.
Who's Johnny?
Look at my hands there's blood.
Who's Johnny?
Oooooh, I think I
Hands on the table, oh yeah
You killed my uncle back in eighty-three
Guns on the table, oh yeah
You killed my daddy back in ninety-three
I seen
I got blood in my eyes
Blood in my eyes
I stare at the sky with blood on my mind
Its blood on my knife
You know it aint mine
Got blood in my eyes
So
the finger
You gotta set the score right, call it Hans Zimmer
My time wherever I go
I took a chance like I'm from Chicago
Hundred-plus in that Murcielago
it, my nine reaches
the prestigious, cats that speak this, Willie shit
Flooded pieces, my hand releases, snatches
Smack ya cabbage, half-ass rappers,
precious to you
Could be swept away by fate's own hand
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
When you
knocked out a train
Everything is working by its own
And nothing controls my hands and my head goes on
Well, I think I’m talking, too much talking
Look
Look for me by moonlight;
Watch for me by moonlight;
I'll come to thee by moonlight, though hell should bar the way!
Iv
She twisted her hands
Hey, hey, hey, man
I strike the Empire back
I strike the Empire back
Fuck the Empire
High flying like the Millennium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
my table be the bar
Could it be?
I'll have your bitch trendin' by tomorrow
Could it be?
I spent a half a million on my car
Could it be?
Han (han
precious to you
Could be swept away by fate's own hand
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
When you
our hands are interlaced
The blood's rushing to my head
Eaten alive by the living dead
She held me while I bled
And came asking for more
The blood's
nightshirt baby, hand me my morning gown (repeat 2x)
Don't feel sleepy
I just feel like lyin' down
Gotta help me baby, help me baby
Can't do it all by myself
first
Ain't no debate, Han Solo with the blaster shit
Like Steve Kerr from three, I'm that accurate
Me, my girl, and moola make for triple trouble
We make
I've got blood on my hands
On my feet, in my mouth
In my eyes, in my hair
And in my underwear, everywhere
Anywhere a drop falls
I'm quick to crawl
There'll be blood on the land there'll be blood in the seas
There'll be blood on my hands if it falls down to me
There'll be blood drawn in Gaelin
And it'll be a long time, before
You ever see me again, me again
They want me, hold my head in shame
So I hold 'em on, holding hands in vain
Covers
Anh,
McWeezy,
Let's get it,
Han,
Olaho POZ""ni**a my ni**a""
Olaho POZ""we made it""
Olaho POZ""we can get it my ni**a""
Olaho POZ""han
but the type
Of bullet that stuck had went against his will
As blood spilled on your hands
My plans rather vindictive
Everybody's a victim in my
Cuts on my wrist
Replacing my hand
Blood on my
Blood on my
Blood on my
Blood on my hand
I gave you my all
You can tell by my hand
There's blood on my
My district took no chances
'Till I saw his moms
With mad blood in her arms
Tried to stay calm, looked down
It was the don shook my head
My
as I've been beat down
I should have nails through my hands and my feet now
He was on the cross said speak, now I'm hearin' you
Saved by the blood, he might
hands (Blood on my hands)
Verse 1: SXINT P
Out of love
Used to fuck but now you're gone
Told me that you found the one
Should've known that you wanted
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