Songtexte:
Young Bleed Give And Take

some And then you spend some on em' when you choose em' See it's a cold world, and it's a cold game But if you learn to give and take it aint no thang

Gage Nigga Make This Shit Easy, Don't Contemplate Give Me The Chain, The Watch, The Open, and The Safe [Chorus: Young Buck] Slide, The Clip, And Pull

of greed Criminally addicted, infested since a seed We all die, breed bleed like humans, towns run by young guns, Outlawz and truants, shit's deep Turn

car and break "It Takes a Nation of Millions" if we intend to stop the killin Just search your feelings, participate in some (?) They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed

Thinkin Ya'll Don't Bleed Blood Ima Make You A Believa Pop Pop, What You Receiva A Mothafuckin Bullet From My Automatic Pistol, Hit You Him Too, And All

Bob Dylan (do it again, man) She was sixteen, young and so willin' The sudden violence of a Village killin' (and here comes the Police as usual, eh, what good are you now) And

In control and effect So what the heck, rock the discoteque [Ghostface Killah] Bring all the hammers and the buchanans My click ran in and acted as blazin

young guns that take none, nobody safe from the Friday the 13th, ghetto Jason Itchy trigger finger achin, snatch yo' ass out that S-Class for fakin, forty-fo' blast is a bloodbath, take

back is fuckin these hoes and weight benches Yeah, Hell's Kitchen, raw tension Never cryin and bitchin or settlin for less, heh Metal in your chest, take