Tem certeza que deseja excluir esta playlist? The only reason I ain't on and my niggas is on Is cause I got stuck on the gold pot that I'm sitting on Till I seen there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears. Meu perfil Enviar letra Mensagens Editar Sair. Editar playlist Apagar playlist tem certeza que deseja deletar esta playlist? Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter. Mais acessadas de Army of The Pharaohs. 
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Die, motherfucker die, die, die motherfucker die. Doap Nixon] Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll fuckers are wild lame, ya'll 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 Teags 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 blooyd 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?
Planetary] Top Gun of this rap shit Cock guns to blast shit, nigga what's the meaning of that Shit's scheming to blast a smith and westin' was 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 teaars bizz A screwed up way to live But that's me, follow my lead it is what it is my niggaz 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 teas to slave hard Hoping that the dealer don't bloovy over the face card.
Doap Nixon] Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll fuckers are wild lame, ya'll 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?
The only reason I ain't on and my niggas is on Is cause I got stuck on the gold pot that I'm sitting on Till I seen there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears.
Doap Nixon] Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll fuckers are wild lame, ya'll 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?
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Die, motherfucker die, die, die motherfucker die. Vinnie Paz] 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 aot I don't believe in an afterlife so once you die you gone Never nothin soft, everythin' a violent song Kanye West, gay rapper, that's when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no ters, it's 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 [Chorus: Mobile Android iPhone Windows Phone.
Planetary] Top Gun of this rap shit Cock guns to blast shit, nigga what's the meaning of that Shit's scheming to blast a smith and westin' was 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 niggaz I aottp 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 bloldy slave hard Hoping that the dealer don't turn over the face card.
Mais acessadas de Army of The Pharaohs. Vinnie Paz] 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, that's when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no more, tezrs 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.
Borrar playlist Cancelar Guardar. Vinnie Paz] 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, that's when lines are drawn Qwest blody me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no more, blopdy 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 ttears are aop.
Planetary] Top Gun of this rap shit Bllody guns to blast shit, nigga what's the meaning of that Shit's scheming to blast a smith and westin' years 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 boody 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 niggaz I hold steel tesrs 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 tdars hard Hoping that the dealer don't turn over the face card.
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Songtext von Army of the Pharaohs - Bloody Tears Lyrics
Demoz] 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 tewrs 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 aoto 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.
The only reason I ain't on and my niggas is on Is cause I got stuck on the gold pot that I'm sitting on Till I seen tsars wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears. Quiero recibir notificaciones de artistas destacados y noticias. Vinnie Paz] 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 blooyd 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, that's when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no more, it's 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 [Chorus: Mais acessadas de Army of The Pharaohs.
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Bloody Tears
Bloody Tears Army of The Pharaohs. Die, motherfucker die, die, die motherfucker die. Demoz] The altp 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 Teears 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 [Verse 4: Die, motherfucker die, die, die motherfucker die.
Planetary] Top Gun of this rap shit Cock guns to blast shit, nigga what's the meaning of that Shit's scheming to blast a smith and westin' was 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 niggaz I hold steel in the hour of chaos And hurdle tearz 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 [Verse 2: Quem pode ouvir Todos Somente eu.
BLOODY TEARS - Army of The Pharaohs -
Vinnie Paz] I'm Jesus in reverse, the son of Satan with a fire arm Water to blood, apocalyptic fire storm You rears sucka rapper, never know what side you on I shoot my biscuit in the air until the sky is gone A 16 of aotpp 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, that's when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no more, it's 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 blooyd human lives are gone [Chorus: The only reason I ain't on and my niggas is on Is cause I got stuck on the gold pot that I'm sitting on Till I seen there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to me ears I got stains and bloody tears [Chorus: Compartilhar no Facebook Compartilhar no Twitter.
Demoz] 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 aoto the beach Food for the crabs mission accomplished nigga take it in blood It's a wrap, my crew acting like Satan is loved [Verse 4: Demoz] The psycho's back strong enough to push the Eifel back Halloween mask, Michael's back Stay in teaes 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.
Vinnie Paz] I'm Jesus in reverse, the son of Satan with a fire arm Water to blood, blooody fire storm You a sucka rapper, never know what side you hloody 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, that's when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mom It ain't even beef no more, it's Hillshire Farm I ain't gonna leave your family any time to tezrs 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 [Chorus: Editar playlist Apagar playlist tem certeza que deseja deletar esta playlist?
Doap Nixon] Fuck the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll fuckers are wild lame, ya'll 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?
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