Bloodshed by The Niceguys (Yves) Lyrics
Intro (Yves)
I'm the shit see im sitting in a sesspool
When I hit my fans, smell something like a restroom
Best to assume it's standing leg room when I apply pressure with this pen
Move men like Malcolm X meant to
{Malcolm X Speaking}
[Verse 1]
When it rains it pours, let me change the forecast Lord
Give me the strength, hurricanes or more
If hurricanes are all, that remain in store for me, then dang
I guess imm bang bang some more
Remember days of yore
Disdain for the Lord but shit changes
Never in vain, for moms, (and) to get sane
Pardon i switches lanes for
The sake of making sure my nephew live it up
I give a fuck if i acquire tuition
Niggas dying if they try my position
I envision benevolence for the hell of it
Enlist malevolence for the smell of it
Do you know the scent of "BLOODSHED"
{Malcolm X Speaking}
[Verse 2]
Im no Fred Hampton Jr
But if Fred Hampton's shooter woulda been at my bed
I would been clapped the Ruger
I ain't Bin Ladens dude i never crash(plane)/crash(sleep) without the tool
A nigga did dirt but pushing up grass and petunias? (fuck nah)
Revolution revolves around execution(both)
Not involved gotta execute them
Can't resolve so its death they choosing
I could solve it the solution is all bout retribution
When the scourge of the just get just what they deserve then
Justice is served not destitution
Evolution prevails, the ills and what ails the desolate set precedent
Wanna get to the root check the present tense
Check the president nigga forget hesitance
10 men CAN do what seven can't
But never feel undermanned understand when its heaven sent its definite
{Malcolm X Speaking, Fade Out}
I'm the shit see im sitting in a sesspool
When I hit my fans, smell something like a restroom
Best to assume it's standing leg room when I apply pressure with this pen
Move men like Malcolm X meant to
{Malcolm X Speaking}
[Verse 1]
When it rains it pours, let me change the forecast Lord
Give me the strength, hurricanes or more
If hurricanes are all, that remain in store for me, then dang
I guess imm bang bang some more
Remember days of yore
Disdain for the Lord but shit changes
Never in vain, for moms, (and) to get sane
Pardon i switches lanes for
The sake of making sure my nephew live it up
I give a fuck if i acquire tuition
Niggas dying if they try my position
I envision benevolence for the hell of it
Enlist malevolence for the smell of it
Do you know the scent of "BLOODSHED"
{Malcolm X Speaking}
[Verse 2]
Im no Fred Hampton Jr
But if Fred Hampton's shooter woulda been at my bed
I would been clapped the Ruger
I ain't Bin Ladens dude i never crash(plane)/crash(sleep) without the tool
A nigga did dirt but pushing up grass and petunias? (fuck nah)
Revolution revolves around execution(both)
Not involved gotta execute them
Can't resolve so its death they choosing
I could solve it the solution is all bout retribution
When the scourge of the just get just what they deserve then
Justice is served not destitution
Evolution prevails, the ills and what ails the desolate set precedent
Wanna get to the root check the present tense
Check the president nigga forget hesitance
10 men CAN do what seven can't
But never feel undermanned understand when its heaven sent its definite
{Malcolm X Speaking, Fade Out}