MAK NIKOVA - Lord Have Mercy, Bloody Leaves (Blood On The Leaves Remix) - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Lord Have Mercy, Bloody Leaves (Blood On The Leaves Remix)

MAK NIKOVA

Poetic Thoughts

04.05.2014

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[Verse 1: Futua Lightyear] ??? [Hook 1: Lightyear] ??? [Verse 2: Mak Nikova] Poetic Thoughts from a generation lost I've been here I've been nailed to the cross I'm the truth never known, so I need to make clones Took me out the streets now I feel right at home/ Some of my soldiers never made it, Shit I could of lived in Vegas Could of seen me on the news, read only Huey in the papers But ain't nothing funny, left the booth nose runny Drippin' on my pad like a woman gon mad Man I gotta love my dad, told me the truth of the past Whenever he left the house we knew he was coming back Told us about you crackaz, how yall only love the cash How yall want us back in chains when your lil market crash/ To me its suicide, planet earth genocide Let mother nature breathe, yall suffocatin with greed Yeah I'm pro-weed, and yeah I want seeds Throw'em in the air, now I'm growing a couple g's Like Ye said to Sway man I'm only tryna reach But Sway still that dude, rappers on MTV I'mma keep moving forward like toes on my feet And I always get deep when I dig up 16s [Hook 2: Mak] Its blood on the leaves revenge by any means So I hit the booth and I write a 16 ...Then another 16 That's a hit to me Its blood on the leaves revenge by any means So I hit the booth and I write a 16 ...Then another 16 That's a hit to me [Verse 3: Mak Nikova] Let me pray for you, then let me state for you "Better is a day in the temple," than to pop like a pimple These "leaves meant for healing" yall laws ain't appealin' Worried I'ma steer yall wrong when yall got the devil steerin' Use to get black balled for copyright clearance Samplin' all of these songs and the hataz use to fear it Yet my name still appearin, fake friends disappearing Leavin me faster than a ghost when you hear it Hata here's a tip, I'm really something Serious But they don't believe me, like they did to Jesus Now they wanna judge, like they did to Yeezus Now I'm too much no warning for the fetus Poor kids looking up like, now who gon feed us? If it weren't for snitches then the feds wouldn't have seen us Only in the US... where they feel we have it best If niggas ain't real then they tracks ain't blessed [Hook]
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