Verses Of The Bleeding

*****u Akbar, everybody just be calm

That's the word passed down from the imam

It came from the Qur'an, it can't be wrong

It's only measured in time of God's eons

So I suggest you follow ***** way

Or turn into a ***** inside the jungle's the raw way

That's what the law say, you ain't ready for that

You better bring a bulletproof and machete for that

And nobody want to be there

They stick you with dirty ************* up in the tear

Now it's back to the topic at hand, I'm rocking your fam

And fight against the army with a rock in my hand

A Glock in my hand, divide your body into two parts

Exchange entire theories of God by spitting two darts

But I just want people to build

And did imam Al Husayn know that he would be killed?

We coming for blood, in the name of *****

We coming for blood, and we ain't playing with y'all

We coming for blood, we destroy and rebuild

We coming for blood, if you ain't loyal, you killed (2x)

I got a vice grip on the mic spitting my ****

My ***** and arrogance alone be the cause of these hits

Easily split your wig with the flick of a wrist

Send a block, your body dragging you into the abyss

But that's some sick **** I only do when I trip

Or when I'm ? ************* running they lip

That's when I start the procedure of body beating you to a seizure

Your crew is standing there staring looking like non-believers

I felt 'em standing and staring, that's when I pulled the heater

My ratchet cooking these ******s, I make 'em all see the

Fact of the matter is, if you don't back down

This ain't no slap down, you getting clapped clown

So don't be running 'round, talking all this and that

That's female ****, type of **** that get you trapped

Into a dark corner, rope pulling on ya

Tried to escape, head shots left your ass a goner

We coming for blood, in the name of *****

We coming for blood, and we ain't playing with y'all

We coming for blood, we destroy and rebuild

We coming for blood, if you ain't loyal, you killed (2x)

I'm ready to blackout, crippler cross-face tap-out

Coming through the ******* door with the gats out

Let the blood rain down and drip on your skin

Let the slug hit your crown and rip from your limbs

I'm the illest ******* rapper alive

Give me sixteen shots, I can crack you in five

I have to survive, have to get my money and shine

Have to get everything that I used to promise my mom

I got to do it for everyone that I promised something

For everyone who thought I wouldn't be alive or something

Come on money, that's some cold ****, wishing me dead

So I'm beating they mid-section till they pissing in red