. Look into yourself, see the blood, the blood on your hand. No one is innocent, you all shall be judged. You claim your, you claim your, you claim your innocence
Traduzione: All Out War. La tua domanda Innocence.
thinkin but you musta been the ship cause once I rip your whole shit is sinkin Supreme ideology, you claim to hold Claimin that we all drug dealers with
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
with your kindness and he'll make war, oh war on who you were before and claim all that has spoiled in your heart. Yeah he'll claim all that has spoiled
you found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong You put the "E" before the "D" because that's all
be prayin' on his cover cuz he need it And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out [Obie
back The good that die mostly over bullshit Takin' a gun and pulled it on an innocent friend of mine That could have been yours how can I stop the war and all
dumb fucks won't sleep on me again I see you sitting back cocky like Saddam in his den I'm bombing your men, bombing your women, bombing your kids check
the type to fight I'm willing to brawl if it still isn't right we can kill 'em all we can go to war, with all these motherfuckers in the sand we can take
all you cats up in a long wiz Out-of-towners, proper heavenly father, you know the song, bitch Thug war, jet-black cats kick in your drug store Cook off
with your kindness And he'll make war, oh war on who you were before And claim all that has spoiled in your heart Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled
found your nitch you're just a bitch with a menstral Claiming you a murderer and spelt it wrong You but the "E" before the "D" because that's all you
[Tupac] On your knees nigga get on your knees and pray [Ja Rule] Em you claim your mother's a crackhead and Kim is a known slut So what's Hailie gonna
mall up. cops everywhere. exit out be for they block every stair. now it's hot everywhere. gotta bounce all out. make you niggaz pull tha pounds all out
on your knees and pray) And all you niggaz hatin, shut your mouths It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit y'all put out [Verse 2 - Obie Trice
be prayin' on his cover 'cause he need it And all you niggaz hatin', shut you mouths It's just that real niggaz ain't buyin' that shit y'all put out
