Lyrics:
Claim our rights
Reclaim what they've taken from me
A call to arms
Where common people reign again
Choked by their chains I've been waiting for the night
I'll drink a beer alone tonight
I've been running on my pride
But baby don't you worry
I'll come back home; I swear I'll hurry
There isn't blood
set you claim
My niggas bleed through similar veins
We like blood type one and the same
We like blood type one and the same
All my niggas live the thug
blood is not my own
As I grew they feared the weapon they'd brought to this sad darkened world
I journeyed through lands and I slaughtered them all by
in the neigborhood is gangsters
and pimps bloods n crips i thought you knew
bonafide west coast niggaz always true.
we bonafide true and we claim
Can't send more condolences than soldiers
Shit my brother blood still on the fence right by Crotona
Can't be on the fence
And claim we friends, that
keep my record (CLEAN)
Blood on my hands watch your blood keep me (CLEAN)
Ain't serve a sentence I just peeped Word
Says you stuck with protecting me
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
Row"
Throwin' Westside, ain't no thang
We was raised off drive-bys, brought up to bang
We claim mob, M.O.B., if you be specific
We control all cash
persons are paid, just tortured and slain by right wingers
It's not morbid or vain to force disorder on the order on the order they claim
I fight evil
No one comes before family said
The same blood (Scattered under the light)
Left me
Trapped by the sirens
Sunrise
Marched onto decks... the new 9 to 5
Can't wait to bless gang wit few bands
Can't wait till we ducking them fans
Tryn make it as fast as I can
Outside and I'm stepping by my dolo
Lil baby she
the anarchist, I'm pissed at this
What this country claims to be
It's a lie, no place for me, I bleed
Won't somebody testify? Kick a hole right in the sky
When history books are full of shit
I become the anarchist, I'm pissed at this
What this country claims to be
It's a lie, no place for me, I bleed
When history books are full of shit
I become the anarchist, I'm pissed at this
What this country claims to be
It's a lie, no place for me, I bleed
To not to lift the curtain
And to thy son's disgrace
Disparaged by thy peasants"
This is what I've become
A face of Momos' aspersions
"So bend the knee,
I gave it all, in silence
Until I could not anymore
I see the hours passing by every day
But I´ll never gonna hide forever
You should know there
the fear
A growing fire in Perceval's eyes
Drawn by the powers from the skies
One holy bound, hooves press the ground
Her fetters frayed, she's running
class, first ballot hall-of-famer,
Some rappers claim that they got a heart full of anger,
How when your lyrics weren't written by a stranger,
Fool I
They ask in my hood tell me what you claim
Head is on a swivel if you know the game
I lost a couple homies in the exit lane
Black chucks and they
went insane like Jones too just by proxy listening to this bullshit
So badly did I want populism in Trump to be real
The movement was real it was
So many years I cried ‘cause my soul denied
That He would save a wretch like me
So full of gloom and dread that I hung my head
I wouldn't claim
to fiends
Barely fifteens
So you can have another option and rip off your dreams
Tell me..
How you gonna wash the blood from your hands?
You claim you're
what land gave to you
The mountain claims its snow
The sky claims its prayer
The mother claims her child
And the land claims its blood
Hlìn of mercy
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