No, beware of this words - full of holy spirit Look up to heaven and see - the glory of god And jesus standing at hid right hand... Don't follow their last words
Traducción: Sangue. As Últimas Palavras.
No, beware of this words - full of holy spirit Look up to heaven and see - the glory of god And jesus standing at hid right hand ..... Don't follow their last words
of body, free of mind. I'll build my mold up, rest inside Ink spills on paper, paper spells my blood. Ink spills on paper, paper spells my blood. The
want that, tell me, how you want that? Daddy, how you want to give it to me? A bad boy is what I need in my life Less confusion, party with Puff last
home, rest up, I got enough gunning And he said he's rolling with me, if you're coming Homiciders Blood letters Money getters Ballin' rag Rolls riders The last
up? You wanna try your luck You move you weave you bob you got stuck And now you're trippin with your fuckin brain You never seen so much blood pour
rhymes with violence What you expect? Sounds of pain The snap of a broken neck All alone in darkness I sit each night Write my rhymes with blood upon
nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you wanna be down with this, right? Yeah, I'm sure, I'm ready Aight, know what you're in for, right? Blood
ransom, no subtracting Front doors, tell your mans, don't panic, open the drug stores [Chorus] [Napolean] Heavenly words spoken, promises were never broken As they blood
them hits Oh this my jam, this my shit We don't know a word to a verse All we know is the chorus 'Cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us
Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Russia got a red flag, U.S. got red stripes Last Train
cheap motel room. praying to the Lord above. burden of the past rests so heavy on my shoulders. my conscience carries the weight of blood. cigarette
Last thing I'm tryna be is the good guy now I ain't never gave a fuck, why should I now Like the World's interrupting my song, with an interlude can't
work if you don't want the girl to talk And you don't want your feelings hurt Put in work 'coz if you don't That girl's just gon' go spreadin' the word
they gorgeous White girls tannin', liposuction Fake titties are implanted, fake lips that's life destruction Light skinned women, biracial hateful toward themselves Denyin' even they blood
last, oh lover I have an urge, I must kiss your hand The first symptoms of this woman's fragrance lies deep in my head So we slit our wrists and we join our blood
You and me were meant to be Like the summer sun And midnight moon, we shine Day and night our time is tight So don't waste this moment Make it last all
