Verses Of The Bleeding

*****u Akbar, everybody just be calm
Thats the word passed down from the imam
It came from the Quran, it cant be wrong
Its only measured in time of Gods eons
So I suggest you follow ***** way
Or turn into a ***** inside the jungles the raw way
Thats what the law say, you aint ready for that
You better bring a bulletproof and machete for that
And nobody want to be there
They stick you with dirty ************* up in the tear
Now its back to the topic at hand , Im rocking your fam
And fight against the army with a rock in my hand
A Glock in my hand, divide your body into two parts
Exchange entire theories of God by spitting two darts
But I just want people to build
And did imam Al Husayn know that he would be killed?

We coming for blood, in the name of *****
We coming for blood, and we aint playing with yall
We coming for blood, we destroy and rebuild
We coming for blood, if you aint loyal, you killed (2x)

I got a vice grip on the mic spitting my ****
My ***** and arrogance alone be the cause of these hits
Easily split your wig with the flick of a wrist
Send a block, your body dragging you into the abyss
But thats some sick **** I only do when I trip
Or when Im ? ************* running they lip
Thats when I start the procedure of body beating you to a seizure
Your crew is standing there staring looking like non-believers
I felt em standing and staring, thats when I pulled the heater
My ratchet cooking these ******s, I make em all see the
Fact of the matter is, if you dont back down
This aint no slap down, you getting clapped clown
So dont be running round, talking all this and that
Thats female ****, type of **** that get you trapped
Into a dark corner, rope pulling on ya
Tried to escape , head shots left your ass a goner

We coming for blood, in the name of *****
We coming for blood, and we aint playing with yall
We coming for blood, we destroy and rebuild
We coming for blood, if you aint loyal, you killed (2x)

Im ready to blackout, crippler cross-face tap-out
Coming through the **** *** door with the gats out
Let the blood rain down and drip on your skin
Let the slug hit your crown and rip from your limbs
Im the illest ******* rapper alive
Give me sixteen shots, I can crack you in five
I have to survive, have to get my money and shine
Have to get everything that I used to promise my mom
I got to do it for everyone that I promised something
For everyone who thought I wouldnt be alive or something
Come on money, thats some cold ****, wishing me dead
So Im beating they mid-section till they pissing in red