Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bloody Tears , by - Planetary. Song from the album Jedi Mind Tricks Presents the Best of Army of the Pharaohs, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопBloody Tears |
| Die motherfuckers die |
| — Scarface |
| AOTP shit nigga |
| Die, die, die |
| Die motherfuckers die — Scarface |
| Top Gun of this rap shit |
| Cock guns to blast shit, nigga what’s the meaning of that |
| Shit, scheming, a black Smith & Wesson, what’s hood |
| I’m grown, now I gotta start protecting my goods |
| I gotta start protecting every one of my kids |
| I gotta start protecting everything I got in the crib (That's my shit) |
| I gotta have a fresh pair J’s for the whizz |
| If not trees, if not that I ain’t handle my bizz |
| A screwed up way to live |
| But that’s me, follow my lead it is what it is (my niggas) |
| I hold steel in the hour of chaos |
| And hurdle through the base heads tryin' to just play with the odds |
| I’m not the type of nigga to claim god |
| But dog I heard you spit |
| Do’t quit your day job |
| I’ve always been the cat to slave hard |
| Hoping that the dealer don’t turn over the face card |
| Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect |
| And ya’ll fuckers are wild lame, yall ain’t nothing to sweat, UH |
| Still certified greens and tan trees |
| Still in the hood like damp leaves and banshees |
| The last time they seen Vinnie Paz and kenny spaz |
| We was blazed up in a cab, waving a semi- mag |
| That was the time I dropped out of college |
| The god of law thought he would go on his own |
| Is still knowledge, knowledge |
| Kinda ridiculous the way I get in this shit |
| Some felt ignorant, me felt innocent |
| So for now on my gods you now strong |
| Niggas want war I get you murked by a wild jawn |
| The only reason I ain’t on and my niggas is on |
| Is cuz I got stuck on the gold pot that I’m sitting on |
| Till I seen there wasn’t nothing there |
| From my eyes to my ears I got stains of bloody tears |
| AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| Fucking with these gentlemen, we run up in your residence, get you for your |
| presidents |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| Make up the break up, I don’t wanna wake up, If I don’t got my cake up |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| AOTP, on top we be he he he he |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| The psycho’s back strong enough to push the Eifel back |
| Halloween mask, Michael’s back |
| Stay in your lane, you no named niggas get lipo’d up |
| Lose weight when the rifle bust, I don’t like you fucks |
| They want my life I want 5 mics, problem is I’m unsigned hyped |
| Fuck is the deal, give me life in the booth with no fucking appeal |
| I bet you my left lung they can’t fuck with the skill |
| Bet you my right hand they gon' die in the trauma |
| It’s the front street terrorist I ride like Osama |
| It’s a thin line between a prick and a fool |
| But these faggots they keep acting like snitching is cool |
| Man these faggots they keep acting like I ain’t a beast |
| Till their face is next to their sons under the beach |
| Food for the crabs mission accomplished nigga take it in blood |
| It’s a wrap, my crew acting like Satan is loved |
| I’m Jesus in reverse, the son of Satan with a fire arm |
| Water to blood |
| , apocalyptic fire storm |
| You a sucka rapper, never know what side you on |
| I shoot my biscuit in the air until the sky is gone |
| A 16 of mine murder your entire song |
| 9M submachine is long like your entire arm |
| I’m a loud mouth fucka not a quiet storm |
| I don’t believe in an afterlife so once you die you gone |
| Never nothin soft, everythin' a violent song |
| Kanye West, gay rapper, thats when lines are drawn |
| Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mob |
| It ain’t even beef no more, its Hillshire Farm |
| I ain’t gonna leave your family any time to mourn |
| My clenched fist shows the power that’s inside the palm |
| The same 'palm that was taking human lives in 'Nam |
| And I ain’t stoppin it till' all these human lives are gone |
| AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| Fucking with these gentlemen, we run up in your residence, get you for your |
| presidents |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| Make up the break up, I don’t wanna wake up, If I don’t got my cake up |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| AOTP, on top we be he he he he |
| (Die mother fucker, die) |
| Cocksucker (hahaha) |
| Brat brat, yeah |
| Big Louis Doggs (yeah) |
| The genocide general (motherfucker) |
| Doap Nix (AOTP) |
| Demoz |
| Planetary |
| AOTP |
| Kwest on the beat |
| It ain’t a game baby |
| Brap brap, hahaha |
| Cocksucker! |
| (Die, motherfucker die, die, die motherfucker die) |
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