Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bleed, artist - AMB. Album song The Garcia Brothers, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Record label: Canonize, Psychopathic
Song language: English
Bleed |
If you see my head hanging low, better leave me alone |
When the good vibes pass, and the weed is gone |
I can’t see the right, I only see the wrong |
I’m just trying make a living, trying sing a song |
But so many people wanna share their negative spirit |
They wanna criticize my shit, and make sure I can hear it |
But do you make your own beats, do you write your own lyrics? |
And can you mix own song, after you engineer it? |
Cause we do, if we doing shots I’mma need too |
The work got me feeling like I’mma make you bleed soon |
How could you look at me, and not see truth |
How could you be true to everything rappers feed you |
If that was my diet, I’ll be throwing up on a daily |
You motherfuckers making me chaotic like kelly |
You trippin of what I’m sayin', and let me know I ain’t playin' |
I must be doing something right, to fall in your conversations about me |
What I’m doing in the D, C-A-N-O-N-I-Z-E, AMB (psychoptahic family) for life |
So now this industry tightest, is all afraid of me, and they should be to |
Everything we do is to keeping on making you bleed through |
Blood all over the car and dashboard to seats too |
Bodies found bloody and bumping them AMB tunes, yeah |
They try to study mine’s, can’t ignore the beauty in my ugly rhymes |
Aside from all the women trying to fuck me |
I’m such a loony guy, glad you took the time to even try my shit |
But if you ain’t feeling me, you will need to leave it alone |
Cause I can murder, and as soonest I can leave, I’m gone |
You making me mad, I got my both hands squeezing your dome, until you… |
Bleed! |
All enemies be afraid of me |
My side ain’t playin', so don’t play with me |
I make you, Bleed! |
All enemies be afraid of me |
I leave a bomb on your block, and erase the string until you’ll Bleed! |
I think I see em, mean muggin bout the get out with |
Don’t forget even a little bit, you talked that shit |
I come equipped with equipment to quit |
You’re motherfucking dome of your neck right quick |
Making all them haters bleed, fucking with the G |
Can’t nobody see (see), killer in the AMB |
Leave embedded in your memory |
You ain’t even living like that, put it in the rap |
Anybody listening it anyway yo, holding it in my mind |
But I’m about to let it go, snap on a moterfucking ho |
You don’t wanna cut like oh, wow, never enough blood to go around |
Keep on testing me, if you know how |
Knock you right in your ho ass mouth |
Believe, me and my brother will be putting in work |
Stepping to the family, and get your ass hurt |
Among this earth, I’ll never let them tell me what I be worth |
And you know that I’m murdering on a daily |
Let me get you sleeping on AMB, murder you right now, like pow |
Now you’re sleep with the deadly, come to my hood it’s the undergound |
Fuck with me, so I’m like «really?», do you wanna meet up with a fucking mili? |
Cyanide, suicide, that’s what they think |
But later do they know that I pulled that drink? |
Empty inside, broke that heart, till bitch give me what I need |
I don’t even have to drop a G, y’all do it for free |
Know what I mean, make a motherfucker… |
Yo, let me get em one time, let me make em bleed |
I’mma take till I got everything I need |
Independent on my own two feet |
So what I’m sayin is can’t too many walk with me |
I’ll make you bleed from a first step, watch your pace |
Cause on the road, that we’re on, don’t allow no hate |
So if you really down to roll, with some outta control |
Motherfuckers like us, come and take your place |
Them Garcia Boyz, got my back |
With a axe ready to murder, we’re down like that |
Warrior, ho, watch us creep, wickedshit till we die |
It’s what we’re puttin' on streets |
We’re on the level, that we call good vibes |
Cause the underground bleeds through all of our lives |
Never once, will I have to think twice |
To put this track on and sacrifice myself to just… |