One Blood Under W Lyrics

One Blood Under W lyrics

[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

 

 [RZA]

 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

 

 [RZA]

 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 vanishing with the vanishing cream

 Here's jews to live by, 'dentify before you intake can't leave with weed

 Fuck that, you waist 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