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Black Blood

by Kent Jamz

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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 too much and I'm just twenty three I know some killers born in ninety-six I take it back, I'll teach you how to swim I reminisce, I remi- I reminisce like I was eighty five Behind your dollar sign and tinted screen I reminisce, I remi-, I reminisce I know you, I know you hurt I know you love me, I know the pain, it breaks my heart I know you love me, I know you hurt some I know what love is, I know you I know the black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood, keep the sunshine, on your face, I know Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood, black blood Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood (black blood), I know (I know) They killed my pop when I was just sixteen (Oh no no) They took my innocence away from me (No no no) In my hood I done did some crazy things (Oh no no) But that's all the shit that made me a king (No no no) Cause I still see the sun rise, and the moon shine I look in my son's eyes, and I'm grateful two times And two types of niggas where I'm from, and they both the same Know yourself, know the streets, know the game, know the pain Novocain make me numb, know the chains make me dumb Chain me to my brother, hate each other 'til we eighty something Make me run from myself, this like my own flesh So we on bullshit, just like I'm on jets Oh yes, time's hard, you all stressed, your mind's gone Going through a large test, hard-pressed to find God, define God Look in the mirror, you might find God Even though we full of sin we full of him, defy odds My scars match his as long 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 leak down a miracle Gotta be the- I know the black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood, keep the sunshine, on your face, I know Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood, black blood Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto (I know) Black blood, make the grass grow, in the ghetto Black blood (black blood), I know (I know) In the ghetto (Ghetto) Black blood, make the grass grow Oh, oh (Oh) Oh, black blood (In the ghetto) (Ghetto) Black blood, oh Jump

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