your number. And Susie's got your friend. Look who took you under. With seven inches in. BLOOD IS ON THE DANCEFLOOR. Blood is on the knife. Susie's got your number. And Susie says it right. She got your
mind Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh and blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. Well, you know The seed waits for the reaper to sow. And every breath, an art. The
mind Still I hold your hand. Wrapped as if a ring. We of flesh and blood are only carrying. It's so hard to. Well, you know The seed waits for the reaper to sow. And every breath, an art. The
. To dance a sweet ballet. . Oh if you lost your way. And it drove you crazy. You would still have me. We work together you'll see. Blood sweat and tears. Blood sweat and tears. I know sometimes
stops, it forever just builds. (To tear us down) Dont let them break you. Dont let them grind you down. Dont let them slit your throat. Dont let them bleed you dry Nothing is sacred. Blood Money and
. What would the motherfuckin' west coast be without one crip and. . Chorus. One blood {*4X*}. Blood {*9X*}. One blood {*4X*}. . Verse 2. I'm from the west side of the 6-4 Impala. Where niggaz say
. What would the motherfuckin' west coast be without one crip and. . Chorus. One blood {*4X*}. Blood {*9X*}. One blood {*4X*}. . Verse 2. I'm from the west side of the 6-4 Impala. Where niggaz say
And what ever it is then that's what is gonna be nigga. Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, blood in my eyes. Shyea', Triple O stand up, got your mind's back right. Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all
. What would the motherfuckin' west coast be without one crip and. . Chorus. One blood {*4X*}. Blood {*9X*}. One blood {*4X*}. . Verse 2. I'm from the west side of the 6-4 Impala. Where niggaz say
'Cause I haven't the strength to hold out too long. If we both hold on together we can make each other strong After all we're flesh 'n' blood. After all we're flesh 'n' blood. After all we're flesh 'n