Woorden:
Blood And No One Cries

aren't safety at the street - A sacrifice of human breed Pain is slipping very deep - if you fall in endless sleep Your friends dies-... AND NO ONE CRIES

aren't safety at the street - A sacrifice of human breed Pain is slipping very deep - if you fall in endless sleep Your friends dies - ... AND NO ONE CRIES

What the fuck? A nigga that lies is a nigga that dies No cries for the punk, he got trunked and bombed Since he tried to steal, I chainsawed his arm I drink blood

glued to this spot, oh 'Cause we were sleeping in the noon day sun We escaped the test and the marathon run And no one heard and these mournful cries

said "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air

near Photons and gammas, rays and beams Sailed with Jason and the Argonauts in ancient leagues The lords of the hidden world séance and candlelight

near died Bandaged by wounds not mine The city cries, drama ride Guns out the window slide Before me now the city cries (U-God) One cop's weakness

bodies of the girls and boys preserved and remaining half-rotten. The water's fit with murky mud, the weeds are red like splattered blood. In this pond a spirit cries, snakes and

automatic, so grab the automatics And pumps and pull the triggers And make some niggas look acrobatic I was cold but frantic, the foes have panicked They got bloods