The texture of dread carved and hewn Sandwiched, nailed in Waiting in between Unconsciousness and sleep (and death) Half life of surrender Dread is the
Oversettelse: Blood. Dread.
all in check Busta Rhymez, up in the place true indeed Yes, I catch wreck and that's word on my seed I guarantee to give you what you need One blood
s stupid cupid Love me, leave me in the morning If you like, your friend can join in The wildest flower in the garden Coolest nigga in the party Shades on, dreads long Blood
you forever, eh! (forever, forever) So if a fire make it burn (make it burn, make it burn) And if a blood make ya run (make ya run, run, run), Rasta de
the love of our fathers You see, blood is thicker than water Whoa, look at that Got to survive in the ghetto Got to survive People .... Roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread
with the stainless I walk with the stainless Man everybody know about 50 I'm famous New York New York!!!! I run New York!!!! Ask Dread at the weed spot
Take me for what I am A star newly emerging Long simmering explodes Inside the self is reeling In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood
They wanna test a muthafucka's boxing game That's when they get they ass trunked 'Cause when you're fuckin' with me, I'ma tear this muthafucka up You're fuckin' with a dread
all good Aight, just checkin dog Ayyo, turns out these niggaz is not from here And they got blood on they hands while they drinkin a beer They just robbed Dread
A dread head with sum tats n gold that's thug nigga Red rag throw it in the air that's them blood nigga Blue flag throw it in the air that's them crip
don't have to think about thinking That silent sense of content that everyone gets Just disappears soon as the sun sets This face in my dreams seizes my guts He floods me with dread
Or should I follow the one and hide from the sun? The ray of light cuts like a razor The blazing fire burns in my eye The day reveals the dreadful betrayer
cleanin' the club Ice so bright make a fight scene in the club Don't test, 'cause there's beams in the club Red beams in the club leave your jeans full of blood
Cut your hand hopping the barbed wire fence You fix that motherfucker up with some grip tape Shaved heads and dreads it's all good my town Gotta get some blood
Twenty years ago, two outlaws took this whole town over Sheriffs couldn't stop 'em, quickest damn gun slinger I've ever seen Got murdered in cold blood
and call me a pervert I ripped her fuckin' tonsils out and fed her sherbet My nerves hurt, and lately I'm on edge Grabbed Vanilla Ice and ripped out his blonde dreads
