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By the Christians, it is written That in the black Myrthian age There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood Drink it up, fifty years 'bout enough, time to come back They want to call the bluff Ok then, time to come back (what up) Hail King Huey, do it for fluid, you knew it was movin' forever Knew it, the truth is, the movement was really too clever Who is the newest to do it, pursuing a useless, polluted, agenda Too long to get they bullshit together, fifty years 'bout enough (blood) Patient, gave 'em a two year grace, '66 came, then they saw the true face Black on black on black, irate Had 'em all runnin' scared straight out the gate Skin do show you who kin, that's it though What's inside never been too simple Syrup, he sip, cause he can't taste his own (blood) Drink it up, drink it up You belong in every milliliter of They tried to take out every military leader but He was born to be a martyr and it doesn't mean a thing because that body really meat Fill it up, you history is when you might consider killing folk This ain't the shit they taught you when you went to kindergarten What you need to know is in the (blood) Queen Angela done told y'all, grasp at the root So what y'all talkin' 'bout, "Hands up, don't shoot" Look back, blood on the ground Look straight, they still shootin' Jump back, still here Now what that tell you bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Fists in the sky if you ready, dice are all fair like confetti They thought you was playin', though the game really was more trainin' There finna be (blood) And much of it blues Time to fly, 'cause you know time fickle So cold, fittin' to snow, swing a icicle Takin' out a police or a politician, is you Ain't the same as sayin' turnin' out a dime against a nickel And it ain't just money, bee, this ain't honey Sweet, but it's funny to think of them wantin' to speak When this pain is deep and ingrained in (blood) Drink it up, dress it down Queen shit, wear the crown King shit, wear the wounds New blood in the wombs Loose, loose, clear the tombs, bubble blue suede shoes Lookin' like a who's who of the dead Come back, bust a head Run track to the red Black suit, black hair, black wings, black stare Black all for the (blood) (Button up bruh) Actin' a fool, or just actin' You knew about adaptin' since you started tappin' And in the dark, flappin' the full moon askin' If you knew the passion that grew, what I'm askin' 'Cause they would never see in the basic Surround 'em all, Eric or Gregory, but they faces And every book, record, or CD, even made the MP3s laced with (blood) Brother Malcolm done told y'all, "By any means" So what y'all talkin' 'bout, "All on the same team?" Look back, blood on the ground Look straight, they still shootin' Jump back, still here Now what that tell you bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Everybody want to kill a movement for the moment But, they cannot kill what cannot die There wasn't ever really an opponent For what they figured was only three fifth human And they thought they could enslave by disconnecting from the truth Brother George is back again and never did look finest It is time to gather up another meeting of the highness That they couldn't kill him and America can't either Man even sleep in to '71 anytime they beat her Sip a little somethin' Be up in the Cadillac with Little Bobby Hutton Riding shotty with the shotty, swoopin' up the cousins They so whoopin' for your blood, that Bobby Steele is on the door When they regroup up at the club and brother Eldridge is keepin' souls on ice 'til the time was just right, now suffices Emery got the scene drawn up nice and Afeni here with Pac, yup thug life Kathleen, black and beautiful, as the motto Assada, up in here sippin' a bloody cafe Cubana With Hilliard on the seat next to her, babysitting the ralo Waiting for heron to say something fly and for them to follow Into the night, let it swallow, eyes on the sparrow tomorrow You know the marrow is hollow, and light as air and the call is out To the rest of the model of effervescence When all of it manifested, they never bothered to question While calling for the arrest and murder Guess they never knew it was a test to best assess the way to move in Then digest the flesh of every wicked human 'Til the best and blackest blood is back to rulin' Prince Stokely done told y'all, "have no fear" So how come every time they be like "Yah, yah, yah" Y'all look scared Look back, blood on the ground Look straight, they still shootin' Jump back, still here Now what that tell you bout death? Death ain't shit, you got to Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood) Drink it up, drink it up Drink it up, drink it up (there existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, among it's people) Drink it up, drink it up Смотрите также:Все тексты clipping. >>> |
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Когда они перегруппируются в клуб и брат
Элдридж сохраняет души на льду, пока время не было прямо, теперь достаточно
Эмери получил сцену, созданную красивую и афени здесь с PAC, Yup Thug Life
Кэтлин, черный и красивый, как девиз
Асада, здесь
С Хиллиардом на месте рядом с ней, присматривая за Рало
Жду, когда цап
В ночь, пусть он глотает, глаза завтра на воробья
Вы знаете, что костное мозг пустоте, и легкий, как воздух, и вызов вышел
До остальной части модели шипения
Когда все это проявилось, они никогда не удосужились задавать вопросы
Призывая к аресту и убийству
Думаю, они никогда не знали, что это был тест, чтобы лучше всего оценить способ движения
Затем переварить плоть каждого злого человека
'До самой лучшей и черной кровь вернется в Rulin'
Принц Стокели сказал вам: «Не бойтесь»
Так почему каждый раз, когда они похожи на «да, да, да»
Вы все выглядите
Оглянись, кровь на земле
Смотри прямо, они все еще стреляют
Отпрыгните, все еще здесь
Теперь, что это говорит тебе о смерти?
Смерть не дерьмо, ты должен
Выпейте, выпейте (существовала зависимость от крови, крови, крови)
Выпейте, выпейте
Выпейте, выпейте (среди людей существовала зависимость от крови, крови, крови)
Выпейте, выпейте
