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All this blood in the air, it's raining red (You know what I'm saying? It's a war, it's a war in this world You know what I'm saying? Most importantly there's a war between you and you You know what I'm saying? Yourself We're at war with ourselves You know what I'm saying?) All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red I'm just a young boy going OG I just pay my dues I know nothing ain't free My mummy had a demon now she gotta' face the priest My daddy had a diva now she gotta' don't talk to me cheap You You ain't from the jungle, you didn't grow up in the east You're either Young Bane, J hus or Me And my parents immigrated, I can't fuck up the plan One of us kids gotta' run up the racks Opened my phone, see this shit in Sudan Letras de cancionesHow can't I cry?, I'm an African man These nigga's try switch up on me, they trans Just met my pagan, he said he a fan Just met my pagan, I told him it's up In Lancey the mo'fucking Foux I trust Bad bitch, she keep me second to none She got a boyfriend, but we still in love I just been treating my girlfriend like a gun I'm going deep inside and let her bust Ain't no complaining, there's no need to fuss You don't need to change, you just need to adjust All this blood in the air, it's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red I see this shit, I'm too psyched out I live every day, I could die right now Too paranoid, I smoke too much loud And I been trying to stop, I just don't know how Nigga's ain't killers, but they'll kill you for clout I'm just holding my corner, no screaming, no shouting I wear my heart on my sleeve, not my mouth If it ain't a move, what we talking about?, yeah What we talking about? Where were you when I had scores in my mouth?, yeah What we talking about? You ain't chaos, start walking it out What we talking about? I want the smoke, I ain't sorting it out Live through the pain and the danger, it's goory Blood in the air and it's raining its pouring Yeah All this blood in the air, It's been raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red All this blood in the air, it's raining red From Letras Mania