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lirik lagu shlomo dubin - wash the blood

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[intro]
you built your throne on graves and fear
i’m here to dig it up, seat by seat
listen close — the streets remember names… and betrayals

~~~

[verse 1]
you parade like generals in a palace of rust
crowned with cheap brass, neck full of dust
you’re playground tough with nursery hands
acting like legends — you’re contraband

painted up bravado, hollow as a drum
kings of ashes — watch your kingdom come undone
you bought respect with terror and theft
but respect ain’t for sale — it’s the one thing you lеft

you prey on kids and call it respect
but еven rats know when a trap is set
smile for the camera, pose with the piece
your empire’s counterfeit, the market’s ceased

~~~
[chorus]
wash the blood from your name, you can’t hide the stain
all that noise and power — just echoes and pain
you wanted glory, you got ghosts and shame
left with empty pockets and a ruined last name

~~~

[verse 2]
you flex on corners like you’re gods of the block
but gods don’t shiver when the sirens knock
you’re paper tigers blown by a breeze
cardboard crowns folded at the knees

every shout, every brag, every instagram lie —
will be the paper trail when your stories die
tattoos and tags? childish graffiti
you ink your crimes but you forget the receipt

you rob futures, pour poison in cups
call it “power” while the city gives up
you left the kids cold and the mothers awake —
and now the whole d~mn neighborhood’s gonna take

~~~

[bridge]
look at you — loud in the dark, small in the light
scared of your shadow, quick to take flight
you played at being monsters, but monsters have guts —
you’re cowards with hardware and rotten guts

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[verse 3]
your crew is a circus — clowns with clipboards
faking respect while the real ones ignore
you hide behind triggers and borrowed names
but real power’s earned, not stolen in games

i’ll call out the lies that your mama won’t say
expose every ledger, every stole~for~pay
you think you’re a storm? you’re a leaky tap
a busted loudspeaker with no more rap

we’ll watch your followers fall like dominoes
empty chairs at the table, n0body shows
your legacy’s trash, your trophies are rust
your “fear” is a whisper — your end’s a bust

~~~

[chorus]
wash the blood from your name, you can’t hide the stain
all that noise and power — just echoes and pain
you wanted glory, you got ghosts and shame
left with empty pockets and a ruined last name

~~~

[outro]
take your pictures down, erase your tags
your kingdom’s bankrupt — full of flags on flags
we remember faces you thought the night would keep
we remember names you tried to bury deep

this ain’t vengeance — just truth on the mic:
you traded honor for headlines, now you got nothing to like
so walk the streets you stole and feel the hush
the city’s moving on — wash the blood, crush the hush


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