't approve How many times can the line divide? How many wars to uphold some pride? These fears uncontrolled just swoll the tide Of blood in the streets
smile in your face All the time they wanna take your place The back stabbers (Back stabbers) The buda got my brain seein' my own my blood stains Dental
way Gon' see him on his off day an' let him know You fucks wit moms no mo' when I drive the forty four When the headlines read Boys last heart was his mind for greed
'm young heartless an' rich Pistols an' pussy, straight from the door Brown paper bags full of blood money, need more Too much ain't enough, high off dust, greed
bodly where no man has ever gone before. We will take you back some fifteen billion years to the beginning of time. Verse (Chali 2na) Yo! From a drop of blood
blood Seen the dying of all that was good, so long. Seen the world in the shadow, so long Is it's mushrooming cloud, so long And the lies and the greed
Nine inches then I stuffed dorn draws in his couch For now I let em suffer in the morn. all then its ouch I have a devils haircut in my mind That's why I be sucking blood
', because it's meant to be, It's victory or death I gotta hustle till I'm gone To all the folks and the lords The bloods and the crips and every ward
y'all don't hear me though As I continue with this thug shit With all this blood and shit But all us thug niggas love this For the love of greed and riches
y'all don't hear me though As I continue with this thug shit With all this blood and shit But all us thug niggas love this For the love of greed and
's just a hype, shoot anything's a man vision thru life Help me to understand the chosen ones livin' thru Christ Blinded time from so many signs shown from greed
it on muthafucka if you ready to fire And watch that pride get yo whole squad crucified Na Nah na nah 2x Now I was baptized in the blood of the devil
, uh, while I moves the crowd Po-po be stoppin' the low-lows, fo' sho' those Hate to see me, too blind like stevie Greedy cause I'm needy for ash, gas
Cat's foot, iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoia's poison door 21st century schizoid man Blood rack, barbed wire Politicians' funeral
screw thats comin' loose I'm your curse I'm your greed I'm your neighborhood body theif Now we're ready for the non-stop thrills and chills Bury the hatchet and the blood
to know better You got blood on your hands Can you hear me? We don't wanna listen it's a waste of time Are you for real? You got blood on your hands
blood stains off Blood stained hand Blood stained time Blood stained weapon Blood stained eyes Blood stained hands Blood stained time Blood stained
the whole world know I'm hard to control. You can't conquer my soul. Bossalinie, a living legend. With physical evidence of a world full of curroption and greed