lirik lagu ghostface killah - blood on the cobblestones
hey yo, it’s war on the street, blood on the cobblestone
i leave em buried alive, just like a fossil bone
body bags like the streets, reporters reportin’
mafia ties, drugs and extortion
delucas vs stark-iano, headline the news
police pull war on crime, they’re gonn lose
judges get kidnapped, casualties get decapitated
starks rise above all to be emanc-p-ted
black godfather, families at war
drive by’s and molotovs settle the score
burgeois shops are filled with chopped up casualties
i made sure to keep guns, you know my faculties
the streets run red when the bosses disrespect us
neglected, i guarantee no mans protected
to each is own, grab a gun off the shelf
closing the wars on a cause, every man for self
[hook]
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
how you prepare for war, grab your guns and your hardware
never close your eyes in a b-mper chair
the heart of a lion that’s what got him here
bulletproof the car, yo we outta here
f-ck the bazookas, we got shooters with submachines
gonn crush a n-gg- like a football team
under a new regime, the go we go without
spit back the hammer, let the… throw them out
keep your gun c-cked, at the whole house
sip the brown liquor while he movin quarter ounce
pick up territories, move north or south
the high power shine, your is water out
i’m underground, with the… on, open up your head now your flesh is torn
never turn my back up, rest to ron
push hoes and your chest come test the don
fully bopped and my hoes i let em stress my arms
[hook]
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
cause in the warzone, it cause every man for self
so the dilute is one tone, nah, not today
c-cking, spray side with him, and you got the pay
don’t even kill him, just make him feel a of pain
stake out his wife and his seed at the soccer game
leave him with open arms, leave him with no regards
leave him 223, squeeze him, leave him with no resolve
make a lad only reppin for the territory
no steppin on me, reggin that’s a negatory
you want a war, these… dangerous
taking all in a 10 block radius
murder rate double, triple
cripple the strip, like you got hit with a couple of missile
8 and fly to your door, i get in your crib
in a wig and a cable guy uniform
my shooters maneuver, we got the lupe and the scope
moving close, say the word tone, you just ghost!
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