Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood on Me, artist - Young Drummer BoyDate of issue: 23.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Blood on Me |
| Southern Trees |
| Bearing Strange Fruit |
| Blood On The Leaves |
| And Blood At The Roots |
| I’m Gonna Get This By Any Means |
| I Got Too Much People Depending On Me |
| Blood On My Hands |
| And Blood On The Floor |
| Won’t Let My Family |
| Just Wanting For More |
| Fuck All The People That Say They The Best |
| Full Of The Anger |
| And Full Of The Stress |
| I’m Ready For War |
| I Strike From The Chest |
| My Struggle Is Something I’ll Never Forget |
| I Think Its About Time That I Get That |
| Mary Ease My Mind When I Hit That |
| If You Ain’t Got Mine, I’ma Get That |
| 4−5 Posted In The Front |
| Where My Hips At |
| Yeah, Blood On The Leaves |
| Blood On The House |
| There’s Blood On The Door |
| By This I Just Mean, I’ma Get It |
| While Leaving My Life On The Floor |
| I Had Been Through It All |
| I Ain’t Saying That My Struggle Is Deeper Than Yours |
| I’m Just Saying That I’m Fed Up |
| And I Just Feel Like I’m Wanting It More |
| All The Pain That I Went Through |
| Growing Up As A Kid |
| It Filled Me With Rage |
| And That There Is Something I’ll Never Forget |
| I’ll Never Forget |
| That There Is Something I’ll Never Forget |
| I’ll Never Forget |
| That There Is Something I’ll Never Forget |
| This Whole World Is Full Of Snakes |
| Backstabbing Muthafuken Fakes |
| I Never Spoke About It |
| But I Been About It |
| And Its Time The Whole World Could Learn About It |
| See I Been Through The Street Life |
| Sleeping In A House With No Lights |
| There’s No Love In The Ghetto |
| So I Gotta Take Whats Mine With The Metal |
| I Ain’t Saying That I’m Hard |
| I’m Saying That I Really Gotta Stay On Guard |
| I Was Dealt These Cards |
| Believe It That I Mean It |
| When I Spit These Bars |
| My Main Motivation Is Family |
| I’ll Admit That I’m Not Where I Plan To Be |
| I’m About A Whole Yard From Insanity |
| And There’s No Time Left For A Plan B |
| Naw, I Got Blood On My Hands |
| The Feel Of Me Failing Is Worse |
| I’m Smoking My Weed |
| Envisions Of Me Being Dead In A Hearse |
| I Remember The Pain |
| When I Was A Kid |
| And Believe Me The Struggle Was Something |
| That I Couldn’t Ever Forget |