Låttexter:
Fight Its Blood Is Black

you As your life flashes before you Even still you keep on fighting Through the thunder and the lightning And now Heaven sends its love Your sudden death

shots hit him in his face when he blast it, frame pictured, and its closed casket. This is so tragic. I see death on every block i turn, its just not

psychopath shoots it up like shaft Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you softer than jelly Jack I attack in black

the code of silence (shhhhh) brooklyn dudes quick to buck ya but the quick its sticky the blood is too thick the quicker picker upers, hey you can bring bounty, shit its

fighters, gangstas and killers, Skateboard kids, successful drug dealers, Pro snowboarders, and bikers they all feel us. I guess its the adrenaline rush

a black planet 20 years of blood sweat and no tears for fanatics So damn it If times is hard Time is god Understand it Never took time for granted Its

hole in my forehead and blood pouring on the floor 'cause im so dirty (fuckin dirty, shawty) i wanna barder this body thats hated by everybody sometimes i dont know why, i continue to try its

When my blood start bubblin I get fystie Laced with cyanide hard education if somebody try to bite me Scratchy, flows come across hypely Closer than your fuckin icy Reaching my level is

blood in my head Creepy chills running down my spine Werewolves down the street whine I look to the sky and see White and black witches all around me