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Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, who is that? I don't know (Ha) Now you are the shit you feel you are instead of what you're told (Ha-ha) Hold on to nothing because everything will fold, I'm so cold (Uh, uh) Stand tall, would you be so bold? (Uh) Stand tall, would you be so bold? A man fall then call out, I'm in his mold Like he was just in mind, his spirit trust in mine I had to hold a nigga down when I crush his spine I said that, uh, I said that war is raw No matter how you flip it, I'm sure appalled By how the blood is dripping, on sword he fall He feel his stomach ripping, his mum is tripping, brother Uh, never gon' forgive them You create hate, make a son go missing He wanna get revenge, avenge, the cycle never stop How can you forgive the man that took the final shot? I don't fucking know (Brrt, uh) I'm hanging with my friends inside the vinyl shop Don't ask me, I guess you could become a cop Or forgive the man that got your fucking brother popped Uh, overseas or something For God knows what fucking reason, pumping Oil abundant, funding hunting Of human people to sell more guns in the hundreds (Brrt) Mom, who's bombing London? A cunt did You don't gotta think it's okay to move on Letras de cancionesYou don't gotta move on if you want dude gone Figure out the masterminds and then shoot them (Brrt, brrt) Ain't no reason (Yuh, yuh) Learn how to grow your own food Before they stop feeding you Needing you alive Your survival is nigh (Yuh) Too pussy to burn your own paper (Check it) You see in this number that it somehow makes you greater, check it Blood money, dollar dripping, falling in the water You ain't make a son or a daughter Bringing up a lamb for the slaughter Woah, or a man for the armada, lady Give all of ya babies to the navy The army's starving, cry as they departing Embarking on a journey, end up on a gurney (Brrt, brrt) Yuh (Ha-ha, ha-ha) Disarm, one bomb wrong for a dumb bitch Don't injure me, don't imprison me Spinning my innards turn liver to chitterlings Flip it to the bigger beings Dump the rest and then come collect When the sun descends, farm your organs They all have significant importance You can hold a couple mill today for a heart Don't worry bout the page you tore apart All the marines do it, I can see through it Children bleed moving thru the streets, stupid Know you need to do it, that's some clean shooting Toe tag another bone bag that ain't had no chance, dumb muddy War time, I gotta store mine, I wanna soar high, blood money (Blood money) Brrt From Letras Mania