blood and dust will paint the earth Only blood and dust From the endless frost to the endless sands Only blood and dust Blood and dust Blood and dust
and macs Pay attention to gun blastin And fake buster harassin Smashin, dashin up yo street wit all the lights out Two choppers cocked ready to knot And chop up yo block Lock all doors and
step cross Martin Luther King All these other initials besides U.P.T, and H.B. -- Don't mean nothin to the B.G I'm ready to get down and dirty bout my
fly when somethin flew These niggaz get hit and call they lawyer And try to sue you, that's a bitch nigga for ya I'm tough like Mayoga, and De La Hoya
a son [x4] [Verse 2:] And I understand if you gotta sell crack man Cus this country aint fit for the black man System so scandalous Now in days misdemeanors get you Cali Dust
Be my sanitarium, be my immortal. There is no future, there is no past. Hand in hand we arise from the dust. I am the razorblade inside your veins. Our blood
? Is there a time? What about all the things That you said were yours and mine? Did you ever stop to notice All the blood we've shed before? Did
and i'm hangin wit' mine +So Much Pain+ Yeah I spend years doin' sicker shit If I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed And you ain't
Niggas perpetrate and test Where I come from fools die for less And thugs keep thugin' till their casket drop It's on 'till I die And the shit don't stop
The difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith hope and love are some good things
now turned to dust, your porcelain smile gone I watched the smile fading from your face you bled till there was nothing in your veins blood stains my
So sweet so sweeeet, -Chorus- Revenge is so sweet, Taking back what is ours, Leaving them to look at the red dust, That they painted with their own blood
. You tink say yu bad man bad and come You tink say yu tough man tough and come You tink say yu rough man rough and come Dis now a gunshot shall fire
eyes are filled with dead men's dirt, your mind is filled with dust. Your arms and legs they must be in shackles and chains, and your blood it must refuse
got a brother named James, don't forget faces or names Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed He looked straight into the sun and said revenge is mine But he drinks, and
wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess. They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy, She inherited a million bucks and
the grave and lay Pullin' in the driveway, Wish spotted the place and quickly rolled up Bulldozed through the living room Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, Buck, and
