One Blood Under W

One Blood Under W

[Junior Reid]
  Run’din from fires of the city, and tee bloood
  Blooood, blood, bloooood.. blooood
  You two ta both from EE-hee-ma, ah ya both from Jahnker
  You ta both from fire outside
  You both from To-ah-ee
  One bloood, one bloood, one bloood
  
  [Masta Killa]
  I was rollin, showin my age, unshaven
  rugged with my Timberland boots that paid
  I walk with a slight lean from the way that my heat
  givin a green the shine infra-red beam
  at the stret traffic light recorders
  Takin pictures of our corners
  Cameras on the side of the buildings, we destroy ’em
  The Chameleon throws cream to children, out the window
  We movin in unmarked vans, disguised as a light tan
  with plastic phasers in rubber hands
  Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
  How dare you call the Gods in vein!
  Not knowin the seriousness of this and why I came
  to Earth, feet first
  I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
  No questionin to the session, I walk with gun
  The magnum of bust-es head for many directions unknown
  Another statistic, change the bolistics
  on the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
  Scrape the craters of the brain for data
  Old scriptures on withered paper
  beginnin take shape and form
  when the gods get on it and crash your college dorm
  
  [Junior Reid]
  You two ta both from uptown, ah your both from downtown
  Your ta both from An-ah-town, ah yah both from ’roundtowm
  One bloood, one blooood, one blooooood
  The pussy ‘nit find it
  Travel w’on, raise your wine
  That’s blooood yuud, blooood
  
  [Masta Killa]
  Now verse 2, even more deadly than the first, unrehearsed raw footage
  Part 2 for you, I give this dedication, project elimination
  He’s a burnt offering, nothing up my sleeve
  I’m just vanishin with the vanishin cream
  Here’s jewels to live by
  Identify before you enter and can’t leave with weed
  Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can’t breathe
  A bum only has one time to explode
  When I break I’m takin everything,
  turn the city streets to Dusty Rhodes
  Behold this return of the Invincible Tone
  Rude like Governor Tuse and King Toustume,
  who gave the order to bust ’em?
  Don’t ask this is Genuine Draft
  Blueprint ultimate legit sting international, stone love classical
  comin back, to attack in black fatigue
  Wu-Tang and Junior Reid
  
  [Junior Reid]
  You two ta both from Lebanon, ah ya both from Iran
  You da both from China, ah ya both from Japan
  One blooood, one blooood, one blooood
  You two ta both from uptown, ah ya both from down sout’
  You da both from An-ah-town, ah ya both from long (??)
  One bloood, one blooood, one blooood
  The pussy ‘nit find it
  Travel w’on, raise your wine
  That’s bloood, yuud, blooood, bloood
  Mothers fighting daughters every day
  Fathers fighting sons
  Sisters hating sisters
  Rappers getting murdered, every day
  You two da both from Eeh-hee-ma, ah ya both a Juhnker
  You da both from fire outside
  Ya both a (??)
  One bloood, one blooood, one bloooood
  You two da from da Brook-a-lyn, ah ya both from Jonx
  You da dumb prom queen, ah ya both from Jersey
  One bloood, one bloood, one bloood
  You two da both from Long Island, ah ya both from Philly
  You ta both from Carneitty, ah ya from from over south
  One bloood, one bloood, one bloood
  

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