[Vers] Der letzte Kampf ist langst gefochten die Qual des Lebens scheint versiegelt das Blut in Meinen Adern wird langsam kalt das Blut in meinen Adern
Ohhohohoho my cries become a curse Ohhohohoho my words like swords in blood Ohhohohoho my cries become a curse Ohhohohoho expose the traitors From all
other so for real without the candy brain Super trooper like a gun tote in candyman Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya fine and dandy man Check his vital signs
us Got a bad bitch, black and Asian yeah she fine as f-ck And she don't need no help, so I design her up You see couture no more, I Gucci sign her up
laughing to the bank and shit Back to Cor, got him a deal but his rhymes was whack Def Jam now that he signed a contract Now he got jealous and mad
, I'll squeeze ya blindly Body parts deteriorated when they find ya Here's your death certificate, might as well sign it The ending, I'm the reaper, why
the ribcage, sonny Never met a soul who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind and get it inside my window What do we become trying to kill each other
gilla house Ooh, so let's do a little somethin? like this Yeah, yo, check it out I'ma walk in gutta, get that butter Only dude with a weed sign on the
way I walk, he sees my money talkin' To honies hawkin', I'm the hottest nigga in New York And I see his hunger pains, I know his blood boils He wanna
his story The red's for the blood and the black's for the man The green is the color that stands for the land The red's for the blood and the black'
cut your hair And the blood is red instead of sellout green This is not the music for an R n' B mind This is flower intertwined with a vine In other
mean I really want ya bad, you cunt Nick, you had your fun, I've come to kick you in your sack of junk Man, I could use a fresh batch of blood So prepare
any other man, I'd put him straight away But when it's your brother sometimes you look the other way Me and Franky laughin' and drinkin' nothin' feels better than blood
And her hair is long and straight just like sleeping beauty See, she truly feels like she belong in 2 worlds And that she can't relate to other girls
sit in that seat where white folks ain't want us to eat At the tender age of 6, she was arrested for the sittin' An' with that in my blood, I was born
Intro/chorus It goes: life, difficult times, and mad crimes Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle -- God loves you And
a few fly That made a few die Some fell straight down others handglide But none of them survive the rising of the tide Drown in they own blood Like pigs
real the other day If my pops was here he would tell me enjoy every single day And support your family 'cause blood comes first for real Nevermind about trying to sign