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Blood For Blood No Tomorrow

Prevod: Kri za kri. Št Jutri.

of you's no surprise; boy, this tide's come to turning. No room to mourn what you have lost. Ah, the waiting for the willing. Only you, hound of blood

sick of this world, I'm stuck here living in. So alone, but I just won't ever stop screaming for the ones that I hold sacred in my heart. I live for those, for

for Par I'm searching for today instead I found tomorrow And I put that shit right back like I'll see what I find tomorrow Young Money CMR, I'm Blood

Gone for surgery, but now I'm back again I'm 'bout my paper like a motherfucking scratch and win World Series attitude, champagne bottle life Nothing ever changes, so tonight is like tomorrow

'mma shoot for par i'm searching for today instead i found tomorrow ]and i put that shit right back like i'll see when i find tomorrow young money cmr, blood

For ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal For every child that's born and every nigga gone And for

grow them killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?) and we roll them b-tches thick, make them look like Tocara? man im to much for these n-ggas, and three much for

dawg You fuck wit me I gots to fuck wit yall And revenge is just another word for payback Payin you back today for this grudge that I had for you way