Текст (слова) песни: Gravediggaz - Bloodshed

 
[Intro: Poetic] 
I`ma dedicate this one to all my cats that`s locked up Gravediggaz 
We`re tryin to dig you up out that grave right there 
Yo 
 
[Poetic] 
Through the eyes of a Gravedigga, yo, everything is going to Hell 
My super thugs is all goin to jail, blowin their bail on ballin 
When business and sales keep fallin, but when the streets keep fallin 
My peeps keep crawlin, deep into the trench 
With God-U`s for self-defence, the war is intense 
My warrior sin says manifest says send out the S.O.S., 
Save Our Soldiers 
Represent, behold our hour with the glass of time 
Can we only get power, from a mass of crime? 
Havin a judge sayin, "Your ass is mine" 
As I pearls to get cash, the swine 
Like it ain`t enough positive shit to go around 
As black bones get deposited into the ground 
When I hit you with truth it hurts 
You`ll rather here about those spooks and ghosts 
 
[Chorus X2: Poetic] 
Don`t let it get you down son, when the block`s locked down 
Dirty cops come around with four-pounds, and niggaz get shot down dead 
Laid up in the cemetery bed, we all live amongst the Bloodshed 
 
[Frukwan] 
Yo, unleash the vent, build off the strength 
De-orogatory switch, niggaz bust the snitch 
A-alikes thinking foul, could see it 
Fat ground crossed ya feet, thug God, the navy seal 
For real, protect my own peeps from guns and shields 
Let him heal, send him back in a stretched Deville 
Most wanted, the most dangerous 
Brain and guts bein spilled is the aim for us, plus 
P.H.D.`s, never these, black niggaz get caught in traffic 
Fittin the demographic 
The Lone Ranger, 400 years still a stranger 
Still gettin beat like a Harvey Wallbanger 
Destined for rage and uprise, inherit the meak 
Still enslaved in Romanian Greek 
Guard the tally, your finale in the street 
Mothafucka, I still rule the valley (what nigga?) 
 
Chorus X2 
 
[Poetic] 
Sufferin little children are comin to me 
Livin in the ghetto and slums of misery 
Ebony lives, they`re subject to venom and lies 
The black youth with minimum ties 
No root to the tribal glues you provide a guide 
Soul divide is self-suicide 
You and I, should bond together 
Unified, through the stormy weather 
Do or die, you was born my brother 
Nature`s your mother, the most highest aura 
Father, who art in heaven, me and you, brethern, 
slippin inside of Hell`s oven 
Run by the devils that got no lovin 
No wonder we all be buggin, pushin and shovin 
We totally frustrated, aggrevated, agitated, mis-educated 
Unappreciated, I got affidavits that date back to 
David, that`s why we`re hated 
Yet still we press on, even though the stress is the norm 
And the address that we rest is wrong 
 
Chorus X2 
 
[Frukwan] 
My live Vietnam strong arms, I think with the trigger 
Hold your own, sacrifice the world for a nigga 
Word bond, Twelve Jewelz, the lifeline, vicular mind 
Up under the fine, sexual architechtual structure 
It only takes so much, in the trench hereditary 
My heart pumped the cold city lights 
I`m hypin up my niggaz to fight, y`aight 
Million Man March cavalry, assault and battery 
The double-edge style is single hand malice 
Deep thick, a bomber in the world a piranha 
NARCs bustin caps through your goose-down bomber 
The Kay Creo, ridin patrol, artillery, feel me? 
Fuck it, I`m all paramilitary, buckshots reign, the ruggeded terrain 
Unless a nigga standin for change 
The spoon fed lies are bein nothin but game 
 
Chorus X2
 

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1-800-Suicide (remix)
2 Cups of Blood
360 Questions
Bang Your Head
Blood Brothers
Bloodshed
Twelve Jewelz