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    It's about flesh and blood
    It's about heart beat that beats strong
    It's about passion
    That's unyielding
    And i want you men to know today
    It is your time
    It's your hour
    It is your moment
    Go take it

    Yeah speaking of pieces of a man
    Staring at a future in the creases of my hand
    It reads like a final letter i'm leaving for my fam but
    It's written in language they will never understand
    A late repentant
    Never deviating from a plan
    I drive by headed for the valley of the damned
    The wheels spin, i'm looking for a sacrificial lamb
    Then roll tactics like a soldier out in the sudan
    Listen…
    Was this a matter of flesh and blood
    Yes it was
    Does it matter who win and lose
    Yes it does
    It ain't about the most blessed love
    When you return to the essence
    What is it back to the essence of?
    Greatness i wasn't in the presence of
    Cause you was fake and never measured up
    You just a n*gga on his regular
    But how far am i ahead of ya
    It just as easily coulda been me instead of ya

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    We gon' fight till we can't fight no more
    And when we can't fight no more
    We gon' lie down and bleed a while
    We gon' get up
    And fight some more
    Want you say it with me
    Repeat it after me when i say it
    We gon' fight

    F*ck getting f*ck
    Immaculate conception
    Now what's beef ain't even a question
    Calico kisses, cold blood and crime tape
    Flirt with death every night it's a blind date
    One night stand payback's a b*tch
    Sh*t have you skinny dipping in a pool of your piss
    Blood sweat and tears broken teeth and spit
    Put the barrel in your mouth
    Blow the devil a kiss
    Put the knife in ya back cut down to the red meat
    Daddy should've let me be a stain on the bed sheets
    I'm one shot short of a molotov cocktail
    Kick in the door like welcome to my world
    I'm an evil genius when it comes to this dumb sh*t
    Half of the time i'ma keep it one hundred
    Don't play chicken when i'm driving them crazy
    Get hit in the wing thigh breast or drumstick
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    Composición: Black Thought, Sean Cane, Levar Coppin y Greg Porn

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