Laulunsanoja:
The Blood Brothers That Guy

MICKEY/EDWARD THAT GUY THAT GUY MICKEY I WISH THAT I COULD BE LIKE JUST A LITTLE LESS LIKE ME EDWARD LIKE THE KINDA GUY I SEE, LIKE EDWARD/MICKEY THAT GUY THAT GUY

convict's Bomb ticks, my heart beats as I rhyme over hard shit Watch this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that

forte, not off of gun play Hostage taker, I killed my brother with a salt shaker He tried to short me a buck What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that

days since that awful brawl They still haven't got the blood off the wall It's been three days since the bitter feud Between the KKK and that gay Jewish

on track like {?} tune Hip-Hop, I need her back on the beat That's why I'm blood, even my underwear brief That's, me, I'm, street H.N.I.C. rip shop

One time I met Slipknot, I stabbed their ass Stabbed them all in the face, that's why they wear masks My little newspaper truck runs on a tank of blood

i got fans like cat castro, that'll boost my cash flow MTV completely we sick of it, won't give a bit Just look in my eyes, and my blood and my ligiments

Smother your clan! Sever your hand and your legs And mail your brother your heart, and send your mother your head! [Swift] I'm the only one, you bitch, that touch ya Type of brother that

How much you're affecting me [CHORUS] When you think of him I'm thinkin' of the other guy I'm in love to He's constantly on my mind If you weren't shared by blood