BLOOD MONEY

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Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, who is that? I don't know (Ha)
 Now you are the shit you feel you are instead of what you're told (Ha-ha)
 Hold on to nothing because everything will fold, I'm so cold
 (Uh, uh) Stand tall, would you be so bold?
 (Uh) Stand tall, would you be so bold?
 A man fall then call out, I'm in his mold
 Like he was just in mind, his spirit trust in mine
 I had to hold a nigga down when I crush his spine
 I said that, uh, I said that war is raw
 No matter how you flip it, I'm sure appalled
 By how the blood is dripping, on sword he fall
 He feel his stomach ripping, his mum is tripping, brother
 Uh, never gon' forgive them
 You create hate, make a son go missing
 He wanna get revenge, avenge, the cycle never stop
 How can you forgive the man that took the final shot?
 I don't fucking know (Brrt, uh)
 I'm hanging with my friends inside the vinyl shop
 Don't ask me, I guess you could become a cop
 Or forgive the man that got your fucking brother popped
 Uh, overseas or something
 For God knows what fucking reason, pumping
 Oil abundant, funding hunting
 Of human people to sell more guns in the hundreds (Brrt)
 Mom, who's bombing London? A cunt did
 You don't gotta think it's okay to move on
 You don't gotta move on if you want dude gone
 Figure out the masterminds and then shoot them (Brrt, brrt)
 Ain't no reason (Yuh, yuh)
 Learn how to grow your own food
 Before they stop feeding you
 Needing you alive
 Your survival is nigh (Yuh)
 Too pussy to burn your own paper (Check it)
 You see in this number that it somehow makes you greater, check it
 Blood money, dollar dripping, falling in the water
 You ain't make a son or a daughter
 Bringing up a lamb for the slaughter
 Woah, or a man for the armada, lady
 Give all of ya babies to the navy
 The army's starving, cry as they departing
 Embarking on a journey, end up on a gurney (Brrt, brrt)
 Yuh (Ha-ha, ha-ha)
 Disarm, one bomb wrong for a dumb bitch
 Don't injure me, don't imprison me
 Spinning my innards turn liver to chitterlings
 Flip it to the bigger beings
 Dump the rest and then come collect
 When the sun descends, farm your organs
 They all have significant importance
 You can hold a couple mill today for a heart
 Don't worry bout the page you tore apart
 All the marines do it, I can see through it
 Children bleed moving thru the streets, stupid
 Know you need to do it, that's some clean shooting
 Toe tag another bone bag that ain't had no chance, dumb muddy
 War time, I gotta store mine, I wanna soar high, blood money
 (Blood money)
 Brrt
 

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Duration
02:32
Key
10
Tempo
124 BPM

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