'cause it's so far from over The war cry's returning (remaining bridges're burning) you'll hear it - we mean it - so clear and loud: "Blood in blood out
In The Range Rover I Beg God To Look Over My Shoulders Sometimes I Slip Fuck trip I'm Not Perfect Got Thug Im My Blood What I Love Ta Turf It I Make
her body out in Cali Terribly mistaken strung on yeh the hits creation Tryin to fly down south with the CREAM from the Jamaicans It's a woman hunt been
her body out in cali Terribly mistaken strung on yeh the hits creation Tryin to fly down south with the cream from the jamaicans It's a woman hunt been
and hunted too much Vivisected by the clever men who prove that there's no such Thing as a fair world with live and let live The royal family go hunting
Can't see no changes, I wanna be free, I'm a bird on a wire. My blood is boilin' it's burnin' in me, Overkill by fire. Sun goes down and full moon rising
and sorrows running down my spine, I tell you I watch my people dying, I watch them go - I don't know where the skies are crying, washing out their blood
Ive In The Range Rover I Beg God To Look Over My Shoulders Sometimes I Slip Fuck trip I'm Not Perfect Got Thug Im My Blood What I Love Ta Turf It I Make
-bows, (through their armoured ranks we shall) carve a path with steel, a blood-drenched swath! And the thirst of the earth shall be slaked with blood
But I'd just seen the paper and I had to explain How his Commander Logan had died just this day "He'd set out behind you He was out hunting game When
