Paroles Bleed the same blood Busta Rhymes

Bleed the same blood

(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
(Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
(Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
(Yea!) It’s about where you come from
And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die

Wait up in Atlantic, told ‘em let me go
Smack my air and all and grab him by his throat
Playing with my life and get you yellow taped
Runnin’ in and out the chugs like I’m a yellow mace
All black fleet like when Obama get in
Missiles aimed at your building like Osama living
Fuck ‘em alls but I’m screaming from the Mazzy seat
How I cross them hardcore like it’s flamin’ greek
Dig deep, feelin’ pain in my homie’s face
And only then you understand why my homies bad
Stapped up, this is S fuckin’ damn nigga
Gun boys be like they know it’s a real nigga
Man bus bleed the same blood
Handcuffed to the bus, we the same thugs
Never fear, just know that I’mma ride for ya
All black Bentley, welcome to my mafia

(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
(Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
(Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
(Yea!) It’s about where you come from
And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die
I gotta tell somebody else

I’m passionate about keepin’ this money
Hand on the nose that be plottin’ on takin’ it from me
Some of these niggas forget I be makin’ it funny
We’re pendin’ like my fingers rotted and paper come blooded
In case you ain’t knowin’ we backed out my nigga in the country
Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a monkey
Then let’s see I’m the boss, bitch address me as Mr.
The feelings you told to me you get at the Bellavista
We move in silence, bitch you’d better whisper
It’s sizzle the street but they heat until they hella blister
So much bottles, got ‘em for every drinker
So much head, I be callin’ mammy a happy thinker
Victorious like a nigga conquered another nation
Buyin’ bottles and drinkin’ to drown the sufferation
You give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle that
If it ain’t YMCMB conglomerate, cancel that

(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
(Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
(Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
(Yea!) It’s about where you come from
And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die
I gotta tell somebody else

So inspirin’ when a nigga doubt me
Look around and see how niggas try to count me out
Only if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walk
And thought of shit I sacrificed I wouldn’t have to talk
And I’m like a bitch’s blouse on a clothes line
Am cheating how I stumbled on another gold mine
While I’m gracin’ what God be having for me
You can never stop what is destined, I hope you’re happy for me