one we stand in honour No chance to break through Expect your false truths To be cast into dust As one we stand in honour Strength floating through
As one we stand in honour No chance to break through Expect your false truths To be cast into dust As one we stand in honour Strength floating through
to notice All the blood we've shed before Did you ever stop to notice This crying Earth, these weeping shores? Chorus: Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh What have we
All the blood we've shed before Did you ever stop to notice This crying Earth, these weeping shores? Chorus: Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh What have we
notice All the blood we've shed before? Did you ever stop to notice This crying Earth, these weeping shores? Chorus: Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh What have we
this yea, I gotta show ya Man I'm on in the hood for making that barf You know block cause you first liked John Star Forty nights forty days no ... barf And we
I trust nothing-if I get a funny feeling I'm gon' be bustin' plus if my blood rushing it'll be more then a concussion from my hitch I see these red dots
Man fuck y'all.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass
But the way it's been it don't get gravy until you laying with me Cause we be at eachother's thugs like we were crypts and bloods Always the first to
the blood we've shed before? Did you ever stop to notice This crying Earth, these weeping shores? Chorus: Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh Aaaaaaaaaah Oooooooooh What have we
& dying We live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life Our passion'd flower Cling to Cunts & cocks of despair We
& dying We live, we die & death not ends it Journey we more into the Nightmare Cling to life our passion'd flower Cling to cunts & cocks of despair We
that I don't trust you your only independent till your major, so fuck you and if your pissed off 'cause you think that I dissed you I rape your moms and we
!) [Verse 2: Tech n9ne] It must be in my blood It must be in my soul Im musty in the mud Im dusty in my clothes Dont trust me ima scrub Dont fuck with