blood and dust will paint the earth Only blood and dust From the endless frost to the endless sands Only blood and dust Blood and dust Blood and dust
What about killing fields Is there a time What about all the things That you said were yours and mine Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've
't true You are my swweetheart soft and blue Do you care, have you a part In the deepest emotions of my own heart Tender with breezes caressing and whole
killing fields Is there a time What about all the things That you said were yours and mine Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've shed
about killing fields? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've
man walking free We won't turn to dust... In all its glory, and kept in secret cooks closed with wax the dark angels will retreat, and return to hell
truck, with a torch and a clutch, And explosion that leaves a whole? of dust, and the people, Inside me saying, they wanna see me go tragically, And
. I'll water your grave and watch it grow into a bed of lies you sewed in life living long after you are gone. All in all, we're dust and bone so we'
out and it's no pose 'Cause when she dances she goes and goes Beer through the nose on an inside joke I'm so excited, I haven't spoken And she's so pretty
at, and break bread at! These Sommabitches got ah nigga fucked up, my attitude is already rude! And too many people make me parnoid, so I'll wet ah bitch and
blazin' I puff on the dust and you takin' your eyes are swelling with blood and I love it we done it with juice and goose on her stomach I need you to come and
fields? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've shed before
guns and i'm hangin wit' mine +So Much Pain+ Yeah I spend years doin' sicker shit If I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed And you
state Niggas perpetrate and test Where I come from fools die for less And thugs keep thugin' till their casket drop It's on 'till I die And the shit don
(feat. Notorious B.I.G.) When I get dusted, I like to spread the blood like mustard Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted Move over Lucifer, I
of the world, ocean and sun rising with a whirling motion (aw, yeah) I fought, kicked and screamed my way to getting born now I feel warm and I say
Walkin' up and point blank shot from a twelve guage There's no respect for the rules of engagement Producers know nothin' of arrangement Emcees with five figure deals and
