Blood On the Wall - Joe Budden.lrc

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[00:01.00]Joe Budden - Blood On The Wall
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[00:11.46]how many niggaz fell victim to the streets
[00:14.21]rest in peace lil nigga this is heaven for a g
[00:17.30]i'd be a liar if i told you i that never thought of death
[00:20.23]my niggaz we the last ones left
[00:22.67]how many niggaz fell victim to the streets
[00:25.58]rest in peace young nigga this is heaven for a..
[00:28.23]i'd be a liar if i told you i that never thought of death
[00:30.87]my niggaz we the last ones left
[00:33.07]but life goes on
[00:35.89]and i aint gonna stop til a nigga see blood on the wall
[00:39.62]maybe it started with the rims on the whip
[00:41.79]i lost a hummer pushed the benz thru the strip
[00:44.83]i'll swim with the fish before i lend niggaz my bait
[00:47.55]cuz personally they aint worth the phlegm that i spit
[00:50.05]thats why sometimes i think the ends coming quick
[00:52.73]my old ass father shot twins out his ************
[00:55.48]so if they so happen to come up without an older brother
[00:58.17]wont be alone cuz comin up at least they'll have each other
[01:01.08]at least they'll have one another cuz lifes a mother****er
[01:03.83]but while im here my only job is not to see em suffer
[01:06.80]thru ****boys shootouts stickups and undercovers
[01:09.36]the world is full of suckers but dont worry im your buffer
[01:12.09]buffer like i shoulda been for bj
[01:14.65]but he never listened to nuthin we say
[01:17.60]it was half past 12 midnight on a weekday
[01:20.16]not even 20 hours past his release date
[01:22.84]this nigga hit him up four times
[01:25.49]one hit the heart and that hit my heart
[01:28.51]called his pops niggaz pick the phone up
[01:30.93]so he come find his son lying in his own blood
[01:34.12]on that block that we ran thru
[01:36.53]house we grew up in corner we would post on
[01:39.10]shot dead in front of niggaz we would be with
[01:42.17]so how the **** nobody see shit
[01:44.62]and so im there to be a brother to his brother lucky
[01:47.18]cuz in the belly of the beast i know this mother****er get ugly
[01:49.81]get on my knees and have a convo with the lord above me
[01:52.58]maybe sometimes i hear it wrong and think he's sayin **** me
[01:55.36]only he can judge me careless what they think about me
[01:58.08]cuz honestly i'd be aight if noone ever loved me
[02:00.93]i write i only fear joe in blood smeared slow on my brain by my earlobe
[02:07.69]and i aint gonna stop til a nigga see blood on the wall
[02:11.47]all i tried do is raised the bar
[02:13.71]see my weeks is scabbed up days are scarred
[02:17.07]still i love to see a mother****er hate from far
[02:19.38]more they talk bout me the more i pray for yall
[02:22.30]i mean i dont get how prodigy gon acknowledge me
[02:25.62]when the nigga bout as big as an apostrophe
[02:28.31]for him to possibly think that he as hot as me
[02:30.57]its far from a prophecy more like a mockery
[02:32.90]used to be hiphop to me 'fore you bombarded me
[02:35.97]with everything ass like sodimy its gotta be
[02:38.66]drugs four fifths and snubs whats that about
[02:41.10]nigga you cant lift the guns that you rappin bout
[02:44.19]real talk i cant front on your old ************t
[02:46.87]now you just old as ****, now old and sick
[02:49.65]instead of holdin my d**k heres a better way
[02:52.32]nevermind me worry bout your medicade
[02:55.39]****ers so unfair niggaz beefs carried your ass your whole career
[03:00.28]wanna blog? heres a reason
[03:01.90]how the **** murda muzik
[03:03.08]anybody ever dissed this nigga is still breathin
[03:05.51]jayz saigon nas already peeled him
[03:08.48]tupac he aint alive but you aint kill him
[03:11.20]50 signs the bum only cuz where he was from
[03:13.92]put his stamp on a nigga and still nobody feels him
[03:16.35]not a murderer or gangsta robber
[03:19.11]washed up 90's nigga now a gangsta blogger
[03:21.78]me that underground flow strike like the pound blow
[03:24.56]your sounds old, not even worth a download
[03:27.64]i would have niggaz hunt you like a hounds nose
[03:30.23]problem is you ****ed the whole town knows
[03:32.78]so why let the body count grow
[03:35.28]for some fiended out nigga now starring in the clown show
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文本歌词

Joe Budden - Blood On The Wall
@ @
how many niggaz fell victim to the streets
rest in peace lil nigga this is heaven for a g
i'd be a liar if i told you i that never thought of death
my niggaz we the last ones left
how many niggaz fell victim to the streets
rest in peace young nigga this is heaven for a..
i'd be a liar if i told you i that never thought of death
my niggaz we the last ones left
but life goes on
and i aint gonna stop til a nigga see blood on the wall
maybe it started with the rims on the whip
i lost a hummer pushed the benz thru the strip
i'll swim with the fish before i lend niggaz my bait
cuz personally they aint worth the phlegm that i spit
thats why sometimes i think the ends coming quick
my old ass father shot twins out his ************
so if they so happen to come up without an older brother
wont be alone cuz comin up at least they'll have each other
at least they'll have one another cuz lifes a mother****er
but while im here my only job is not to see em suffer
thru ****boys shootouts stickups and undercovers
the world is full of suckers but dont worry im your buffer
buffer like i shoulda been for bj
but he never listened to nuthin we say
it was half past 12 midnight on a weekday
not even 20 hours past his release date
this nigga hit him up four times
one hit the heart and that hit my heart
called his pops niggaz pick the phone up
so he come find his son lying in his own blood
on that block that we ran thru
house we grew up in corner we would post on
shot dead in front of niggaz we would be with
so how the **** nobody see shit
and so im there to be a brother to his brother lucky
cuz in the belly of the beast i know this mother****er get ugly
get on my knees and have a convo with the lord above me
maybe sometimes i hear it wrong and think he's sayin **** me
only he can judge me careless what they think about me
cuz honestly i'd be aight if noone ever loved me
i write i only fear joe in blood smeared slow on my brain by my earlobe
and i aint gonna stop til a nigga see blood on the wall
all i tried do is raised the bar
see my weeks is scabbed up days are scarred
still i love to see a mother****er hate from far
more they talk bout me the more i pray for yall
i mean i dont get how prodigy gon acknowledge me
when the nigga bout as big as an apostrophe
for him to possibly think that he as hot as me
its far from a prophecy more like a mockery
used to be hiphop to me 'fore you bombarded me
with everything ass like sodimy its gotta be
drugs four fifths and snubs whats that about
nigga you cant lift the guns that you rappin bout
real talk i cant front on your old ************t
now you just old as ****, now old and sick
instead of holdin my d**k heres a better way
nevermind me worry bout your medicade
****ers so unfair niggaz beefs carried your ass your whole career
wanna blog? heres a reason
how the **** murda muzik
anybody ever dissed this nigga is still breathin
jayz saigon nas already peeled him
tupac he aint alive but you aint kill him
50 signs the bum only cuz where he was from
put his stamp on a nigga and still nobody feels him
not a murderer or gangsta robber
washed up 90's nigga now a gangsta blogger
me that underground flow strike like the pound blow
your sounds old, not even worth a download
i would have niggaz hunt you like a hounds nose
problem is you ****ed the whole town knows
so why let the body count grow
for some fiended out nigga now starring in the clown show