It sounds dead. To court Our love He smashes the keys with the bone and blood The sun scratches at his window He's tied to the songs A bag of blood He
yeah!) Pink tarantula! 1, 2, 3, go! When you wake up in the morning the rising sun shines through its frosted veil. We'll always lay together dreaming of other
And every soldier's face is burnt, and it's a mask of withered flesh. And their hands have turned to rifles now, and they kill everything and anything
Pressure, down on you, down on me, no man ask for Under pressure, burns a building down Family in two Puts people on the streets It's the terror of
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
charum leads to send up on the earth Mix things with daughters with men Since poured from birth the worth for the others Go to war with my brothers I
that pig brutality shit This unity is gettin' to me Every brother on the street is my homie I'm rollin' through a hood that I never been And every brother
ill the other times buck wild But the science is always there I'd be a true sucker if I acted like I didn't care I rap for brothers just like myself Dazed
I felt my other brothers die I drink my blood as I fell like shit into the street My corpse stunk like a burnt out rotten piece of meat Ten brothers
skin Cause ??? a lot of blacks is down with the Republicans This shit don't have to happen That's why a brother like me's still rappin Just treat each other
the projects A fly brother that is hard to figure I punch hos and I smack up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other
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
This song is dedicated to my man Tupac Shakur, rest in peace Notorious B.I.G., rest in peace And all my other homies that have died In the madness called
feel it, can you feel it, can you feel it! All the brothers of the world should be Lovin' each other wholeheartedly. Yes it's alright, take my message to your brother
me any other country You can start out as a shoeshine boy And shake hand with the president It ain't gonna help you gotta had that royal blood to make
to I wanna be your lover, undercover don And protect you from others, don't ever let a brother pimp you If you want the style, you can rich your blood
blood One life, you gotta do what you should One life with each other, my sisters and my brothers One life but we're not the same Gotta carry each other, carry each other
hoe, I'ma bake my cheese and let my mic flow Prioritize to live through Tell these other niggas how you bought yo' kid some tennis shoes Let these brothers
