dying to the lame don't run away, you'll run to reality where it's to bright to see... my dying soul, lossed and forgotten for eternal recompense and bleeding black blood
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gunner, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs warring blood
she slices through my eyes. razor blade tongue bleeding licks scabbing mouth deadly eyes and chicks when the night is over when the trust is gone we laid in black
Black clouds and acid rain blood is water you drink united we will stand billboards clame blacks and whites still srart fights well she's coming down
you'll look but I won't be found you'll reach but you won't grab you need something to stab you draw the blood from ( out of ) me I'll bleed but my blood
A struggle of change that is made A wrinkle in time, battle of the brave Fighting for hope of one's beliefs Deceiving thought planted in minds When hell
, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is dawning, new crews is forming Rival gangs warring blood
the unsung hero My torch never dim, true indeed Still drop degrees, still a threat like a rare disease Verbal in the black slit, Medina walk it barefoot Leavin' steps of blood
