Traduction: Life Blood. Pas pour les faibles.
your world We get our might Something's gone way too wrong Keeping us in pain for far too long This is not a game And it's not for the weak Heads
offend me, so don't go to fucking with me Unless you wanna be next, but I don't think that's what you want It's A.B.N. for life, and I'll take it to
ever wanted is just to get my change living strength is my only type of mind frame [Verse 2: Z-Ro] It's in my blood, it's in my body, it's in my soul
to me [Z-Ro] They tell me how the liquor ain't good for me But it drowns out the vision of my casket It's either my life or your life, that's right I
Louisiana, in the Bucket of Blood That's where they met, his eyes were like mud Cause his whole life he had nothing to see But he held on to her and he
mucus So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between fingers I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks English Freak genius, too extreme for the weak
that I'm not killin' 'em Cause when I am not, then I'm a stop pinnin' 'em and I am not hip-hop and I'm just not Eminem Subliminal thoughts, when I'm
with orange mukus So when I grab a pencil and squeeze it between fingers I'm not a rapper, I'm a demon who speaks English Freak genuis, too extreme for the weak
white, the blue and The blue and the red For Clips and Bloods The white for who's got you doin Time bustin caps on one another The Underground's down for
We have been waiting Everyone's gathered for your arrival All the believers Angels fall all for you heretic Demon heart bleed for us I've been waiting
's gathered for your arrival All the believers Angels fall, all for you, heretic Demon heart bleed for us I've been waiting for you, Weary preacher
's got a deal While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College Hill For real, you motherfuck's ain't got half my skill I run this shit like OJ and pass for
the shootout, X-5, no {?} It's meant for me to survive this gangster shit Meant for you not to be livin, food for the pigeons It's rules I'm givin, new
