Bloodline Songtext - Warcloud

Bloodline - Warcloud

(Intro: Holocaust)
First time I seen you i break both his arms with a baseball bat
Yo, dog, you know I don't like you, don't let me see you
When I come around, don't let me see you
Cuz we don't get along like that, youknowhatimsaying
I'mma break, next time, I'ma break your legs with a bat, knowhatimsaying
Straight up and down, straight up and down, straight off, youknowhatimsaying
Everytime I see you, you know we have problems
so it's gonna be like that Forever, youknowhatimsaying
don't let me catch you around
Man, I told you what I was fucking gonna do

(Leviathan)
Aiyo, I highjack the booth for my nigs, and hid the hostages
Soldiers, red hook grenades, of the young Metropolis
Who gon' try and stop us, think twice, before we might just
Choke they esophogus, til brains curl like cottage
You want quick, chop them off, bows is here
Eyes bloody red, cuz it's time to get fed
My page is mis-fed, that don't pass a real hip hop
Don't call us hot, when you hear it, the shit is ill
Display mad skill, without, or wit a deal
My chain might cost a mill, but I'm Leviathan
Still bring torture to the airwaves, pace yall across the wall
Like a cannonball stuck to your chest, bury you of all

(Holocaust)
white spider assassin, a psycho diver when blastin
listen you's had ??? before christmas murder mission
Stab propeller, clever and never happened, red spitting cobra
I stab you in the eye, then rise high, cliffs run as high rise
A firearm at whoever, spy die in the ???
yo older hero anti, buzz like a plant fly
Alcatrazo, ahhhhhhhhhhh
I battle fakes and bite your hand like a rattlesnake
Or hornets, Queen Cleopatra died on the 30th of August
Corner markets, I just tap your jaw kiss
a ghost like the river, gun shiver me timbers
Old woman gang land September, the man of splinters
Hype fister, drinking English Ivy type liquor
Alcatraz, tired of listening to your stupid parents
Wired, expired, barracks, campfire
There are vampire birds in the Galapagos, not West Coast
Hip hop's is ghost, may i shot, pop to post
stun an angel with the gun, he'll fucking roast
you phoney only pandemonium, I'm unholy with that mask
Like a goalie, yo, ya'll die like Juliet and Romeo
So in fact, just try to act like ya'll niggas don't know me ho

(Chorus 2X: Onslot)
Our rhymes bite down like Kujo, fall out like Pluto
Jack you like Russo, know how this shit goes
Monstas and Skarekrows, hide when your eyes closed
See me go cock those, show them my motto

(Onslot)
Yo cuts like Shinobi, niggas don't know me
Cuz I'm clutch like Kobe, taking shots from my lonely
Hey money, never get in the middle of my paper
Start acting funny, bout to hit you with them laser
Beams, my st-team, escapes, crystal clean gone
Rubber undercover, full tank of gasoline
Supreme, cut from when black weed was diming
Sierra Leone, burn tell Paula and Simon
This is a new artist climbing, ain't singing, ain't signing
Shitty contracts, knowing labels always lying
Trying to control you, conniving, but that's old news
Leaders of this new school, bitch we too cool
Changing all the rules, from, this point on
Alcatraz, Onslot, Skarekrow, come on
Yeah, we changing all the rules, from, this point onn
Alcatraz, Onslot, Skarekrow, come on


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