Lyrics:
hard to tell the truth with all this blood in my mouth
It's hard to play it cool when I am so filled with doubt, but
I'm feeling like it's finally time
and whit
Pinkys in the air when I rap 'cause you know that my glass is all filled with drip
What?
I'll fix my bowtie and walk in the room like I'm mo fuckin'
to my head
Still alive
Bullet through my head
Kill with a knife
Stabbing hard
Aggression pulsing in
My veins, my head
My blood is filled with hate
a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devastation
Of a love been torn apart
voice I think I've, I've ever heard.
She loved to sing the songs about our Savior
"There is a Fountain", was her favorite one
And I've seen tears
and battered
Lie scattered all around
My new home is a shell hole filled
With tears and muddy water
Yes and bits of broken heart
All around there is
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
Lose all their
Despite overtures by the allies
The Ottomans decide to join with the Germans
They will wage war for their ancient territory they'll fight
Their
alive in me
I'm taking back who I'm meant to be
I've been redeemed by the blood
I'm no longer who I once was
There's a million voices calling out
Filled
She thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by
and battered
Lie scattered all around
My new home is a shell hole filled
With tears and muddy water
Yes and bits of broken heart
All around there is
takeover with all of my mates
I'm spirit led so I do what the Spirit says
My God is great! hands down there's no debate
Call me to the house of the lord I'm
thought she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
place is much higher
And I'll grow, I'll grow, until my lifetime expires
I'm always thinking bout changes, my mind is filled with the pages
Of everybody
wolf
When it isn't comparative
To all the racism
Of all our grandparents they
Wasn't allowed to go
Out in some areas
Drink from a fountain
No mixing with
rage when he sees that the centre page is a boy band poster.
"She's possessed by the devil!"
Her mother shouts.
Blaming it on Satan, like it's
Gun me down, I'll gun you down
Trade a body for a body nigga, kamikaze
Tired of living no healthcare
I ain't fucking with wellfare
But it's rap
right I know business is business
Thought about doing a feature but there’s more to be said
I realized that pleasing you will only mess with my head
I
There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel's vein,
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains
He is
smooth right there
Blood diamonds sitting real chunky in my right ear
Killas, skin your ass with no contracts
And little niggas got nowhere to hide but
Fountain to Bed-Stuy there's nothin we'll let slide boy we know they fakin
Tryna reach the people from Killeen out to Copenhagen man we gettin so impatient
The nurse's crooked grin was seen from a distance
A blood-filled syringe is the last thing I'd see
The hospital burned down; filled with smoke and debris
some Bloods over there
To pop and bang
Yeah I'm talkin' HardenIt'll be more red
In Jersey than a Rocket's g you so trash
The way you rap now is old Cass'
Discuss these there is a fountain filled with blood by micah stampley Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In