PULL OUT HIS SPLINTERS WITHOUT MAKING HIM CRY I'D ALWAYS BE THERE IF HIS DREAM BECAME A NIGHTMARE MRS JOHNSTONE & MRS LYONS MY CHILD MY CHILD MY CHILD
Tradução: Hermanos de Sangre banda sonora. Mi Niño.
it shines I'll pull out his splinters Without making him cry I'd always be there If his dream became a nightmare MRS LYONS AND MRS JOHNSTONE : My child My child My child
Its me and my nation against the world Two! Then me and my clan against the nation Three! Then me and my fam' against the clan Four! Then me and my brother
can handle my team? So merciless that my attack'll take command of your dreams Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own blood Clownin takin pictures later Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches Regulate my
soldier, A ni**a that seen Everything in my muthaf**kin eyes I seen my parents get killed To my muthaf**kin eyes I seen my brother kill his-self in my
when they notice Switched my name to Makaveli Had the rap game closed Expose foes, with my hocus pocus flows They froze Now suckas idealize my choosen
: [sang] Brother... you've been on my mind Oh brother We've changed over time so Brother, I'm keeping my eyes on you I bet you don't think I know no
For a scrap of kettle wood Blind, woolen cat, bad bat breath beside me Fuzzy face of pear tree Ghoulish and cartoony Surprise me like a monster My brother
the child was born Man your own jackhammer Man your battle stations We'll have you dead pretty soon And now Sincerely written from my brother's blood
they stay... blood hungry cannibalistic unfit family ties in a series of knocks to the young girl's head side come write me a letter and paste it on my
John Travolta One got slaughtered as he caught blood from his mouth The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guinness stout Brother, brother
round to blood red Revenge, we must return to avenge my brother, we coming The first sister holdin the lead [John Forte] El Capitano keep my guns high
chill I see you got the love, the lust So why dont you live my cosmos exodus To my precous I'm a undress my message Into my wisdom body To my wisdom
fires Lyrical projectiles with no mercy I'm cold blooded like reptiles Touch a pregnant bitch and make her give birth to a dead child Every time I flex
to squeal So criminals he chilled with didn't think he was real You see me and niggaz like this have never been equal I don't project my insurecurity'
my momma couldn't beat me Hard enough to match the pain of my pops not seeing me, SO With that distain in my membrain Got on my pimp game Fuck the world my
