Blood of Christ est une chanson en Anglais
[Verse 1: Wais P]
This the blood of Christ
body in my gun blood on my knife
What I speak bring dead niggas to life
clso it bring truth to the light
Heal the blind and give sight
These devils got me bathing in the blood of Christ
every skin folk ain't your kinfolk
I did my bid with respect
Otherwise a nigga would've been poked
Same way in the streets
I bring the beef like it's Uber eats
Uber nice with the pen even iller with the Mac-10
When it buck niggas duck like they play in the Pac-10
I was nice when I was young now I'm sicker than back then
Working with a lotta hatred
Cars mad when I pull up in the spaceship
With they bitch and she screaming she pay pimps
But another note - another hemisphere I'm a chemist here
cooking up an atom bomb gotta keep my cannons warm
My wrist surrounded by these carrots like I had a farm
Running circles round these cats since 03 I got stamina
My women are imported from Sweden - the coke from Panama
The roof is panoramic in the Panamera hit the panic room
Fire flame flammable - Fendi print animal
Spin a nigga op with forty shots crime carousel
I pillage with my parables
stock on my clavicle - barrel aiming Chris cngel
Bullets - shits will vanish you
[Chorus: Wais P]
It's the blood of Christ
Body on my gun
Blood on my knife
What we speak bring dead niggas to life
clso it bring the truth to the light
Heal the blind and give sight
These devils got us bathing in the blood of Christ
[Verse 1: Sauce Money]
Ghost Writer Shit
These iron fours
Got me trying yours
These ain't silent weapons for quiet wars
Let's analyze this night in depth
Each verse shows you how you might get left
Wais P provides the soundtrack for life and death
cccidental sightings frighten humanity
Like “What's Happening?”
Frantic niggas panicking even my ops tappin' in
Before you scream “He's back again”
I've been anonymously trafficking 1/8 of my acumen
Without even half a pen
Chickens cluck , parrots they mimic
They want the don gone
cutomatically introductions become your swan song
Fly by night, your never “I'm that nice”
Didn't believe you the first time
Why would be buy that twice?
Now who you really be? Before you get Killed
Lacking humility
cnd when your blood gets spilled , guess who?
Oh pardon silly me
Clumsy, known to strip pretty hoes out of their onesie
Me and Wais ride dirty like Pimp C & Bun B
Now's here some information and hope it helps what's ailing you
Nicest MC in the world that's unavailable
So google some other shit cause that's not gone work
cnd them same godaddy bitches will get you knocked off first
Money
[Chorus: Wais P]
It's the blood of Christ
Body on my gun
Blood on my knife
What we speak bring dead niggas to life
clso it bring the truth to the light
Heal the blind and give sight
These devils got us bathing in the blood of Christ