Planetary - Bloody Tears lyrics

[Intro] Die motherf**ers die - Scarface AOTP sh** n***a Die, die, die Die motherf**ers die - Scarface [Verse 1: Planetary] Top Gun of this rap sh** co*k guns to blast sh**, n***a what's the meaning of that sh**, scheming, a black Smith & Wesson, what's hood I'm grown, now I gotta start protecting my goods I gotta start protecting every one of my kids I gotta start protecting everything I got in the crib (That's my sh**) I gotta have a fresh pair J's for the whizz If not trees, if not that I ain't handle my bizz A screwed up way to live But that's me, follow my lead it is what it is (my n***as) I hold steel in the hour of chaos And hurdle through the base heads tryin' to just play with the odds I'm not the type of n***a to claim god But dog I heard you spit Do't quit your day job I've always been the cat to slave hard Hoping that the dealer don't turn over the face card [Verse 2: Doap Nixon] f** the claps and cheers, all we want is respect And ya'll f**ers are wild lame, yall ain't nothing to sweat, UH Still certified greens and tan trees Still in the hood like damp leaves and banshees The last time they seen Vinnie Paz and kenny spaz We was blazed up in a cab, waving a semi- mag That was the time I dropped out of college The god of law thought he would go on his own Is still knowledge, knowledge Kinda ridiculous the way I get in this sh** Some felt ignorant, me felt innocent So for now on my gods you now strong n***as want war I get you murked by a wild jawn The only reason I ain't on and my n***as is on Is cuz I got stuck on the gold pot that I'm sitting on Till I seen there wasn't nothing there From my eyes to my ears I got stains of bloody tears [Hook: Demoz] AOTP, they know we be, O-N T-O-P (Die mother f**er, die) f**ing with these gentlemen, we run up in your residence, get you for your presidents (Die mother f**er, die) Make up the break up, I don't wanna wake up, If I don't got my cake up (Die mother f**er, die) AOTP, on top we be he he he he (Die mother f**er, die) [Verse 3: Demoz] The psycho's back strong enough to push the Eifel back Halloween mask, Michael's back Stay in your lane, you no named n***as get lipo'd up Lose weight when the rifle bust, I don't like you f**s They want my life I want 5 mics, problem is I'm unsigned hyped f** is the deal, give me life in the booth with no f**ing appeal I bet you my left lung they can't f** with the sk** Bet you my right hand they gon' die in the trauma It's the front street terrorist I ride like Osama It's a thin line between a prick and a fool But these f*ggots they keep acting like snitching is cool Man these f*ggots they keep acting like I ain't a beast Till their face is next to their sons under the beach Food for the crabs mission accomplished n***a take it in blood It's a wrap, my crew acting like Satan is loved [Verse 4: Vinnie Paz] I'm Jesus in reverse, the son of Satan with a fire arm Water to blood, apocalyptic fire storm You a s**a rapper, never know what side you on I shoot my biscuit in the air until the sky is gone A 16 of mine murder your entire song 9M submachine is long like your entire arm I'm a loud mouth f**a not a quiet storm I don't believe in an afterlife so once you die you gone Never nothin soft, everythin' a violent song Kanye West, gay rapper, thats when lines are drawn Qwest hit me with a beat like he Italian mob It ain't even beef no more, its Hillshire Farm I ain't gonna leave your family any time to mourn My clenched fist shows the power that's inside the palm The same 'palm that was taking human lives in 'Nam And I ain't stoppin it till' all these human lives are gone [Hook] [Outro: Vinnie Paz] co*ks**er (hahaha) Brat brat, yeah Big Louis Doggs (yeah) The genocide general (motherf**er) Doap Nix (AOTP) Demoz Planetary AOTP Kwest on the beat It ain't a game baby Brap brap, hahaha co*ks**er! (Die, motherf**er die, die, die motherf**er die)