I turn around with a pensive smile Now I turn around, yeah I turn around, with tears in my eyes [chorus (x2)] This blood flows for you again This blood
Traduction: Love Like Blood. Saignements.
with their blood Drive into the raging current of time Swing your murderous weapon into the belly "the earth" Shout and start creating confusion Shed your blood for pleasure And what? For love
24/7 on my clothes, I keep my hand on my strap... [Killa Kyleon:] See I'm somethin like a playa, somethin like a pimp Gangsta strut on when when I limp like
brain nigga I got problems I can't cope-with murder scene to keep me sane one love, to my nigga Moe, and one love to my nigga Redd and one love, to my
days like this But not a life like this, so I take a knife like this and slice like this Take life like this, fuck around and I take my own life like
Now how you love this bezeltine and all this wood on my dash All this starch on my ass, and all this money in my stash And how you love the way your hoes
on get to capping on you Would you cry like a bitch, run up in yourself like a man Or call on jesus when you see that warm blood on your hands If the
and leave you bleeding [Chorus - 4x] (talking) The question at hand is Where's your motherfucking love I'ma do like that boy Al D said I'm showing love
you'll never see, invisible invisible are we Unseen like ghosts, strike like infrared beams make toast We smoke the most, but never bump the most Our figgas unleash like
terrified It's a common casualty to trust in what you see Saints and scholars, don't even bother The bullet in the blood came from those you love Friendly
a fuck about us [Kastro] Now all my homies got love for me Down to catch a slug for me Guaranteed to bleed deeply Now that's love Shit Nobody
fame [Verse 2: Kadafi] Block run and shoot slugs We throw them back like hardballs Without the gloves No love for these fake desperados And thugs I bleed
they give a fuck about us [Kastro] Now all my homies got love for me Down to catch a slug for me Guaranteed to bleed deeply Now that's love Shit
40] Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch [Tupac] Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us like like they can't see us and like we don't
us all meeting up in Prison Last week I got a letter from my road dog Written in Blood Saying, "Please show a young playa love" Hold your head Hold it
