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[Junior
Reid]
Mother blood under city, of the blood
Blood, blood, blood, blood
You could of both found E in my eye, you both found younger
You could both from Fire outside, ya come from Strong Island
One blood, one blood, one blood

[MastaK illa]
I was rollin, showin my age, unshaven
Rugged with my Timberland boots, that paved
I walk with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Given the green, to shine infrared beam at the street
Traffic light recorders, takin pictures of our corners
Cameras on the side of the building, we destroy 'em
The chameleon throws CREAM to children, out the window
We movin in unmarked vans, the skies is a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands, fuck fame
I shoot a hole in a fifty cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not knowin the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first, I dangle lions tame
To the beat of the drum, no questionin to the session
I walk with gun, and magnum'll bust his head from many directions
Unknown, I left a statistic, changed the ballystics
>>From the nozel, make him gargle and swallow
Scrapped the craters of the brain for the data
Old scriptures on wooden paper, begin to take shape and form
When the Gods get on and crash your college dorm

[Junior Reid]
You could of both come from blow nine, you both from downtown
You could both from anot' town, ya come from Ground Town
One blood, one blood, one blood
The pussy is fine, number one, raise your wine, cuz blood, blood,
blood

[Masta Killa]
Now verse two, even more deadly than the first
Unrehearsed raw footage, part two for you
I give this dedication, project elimination
He's a burnt offerin, nothin up my sleeve
Just banishin with the vanishin cream
Here's jewels to live by, identify before you enter
And can't leave, we'll grieve, fuck that
We waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb only has one time to explode
When I break I'm takin everything, turnin city streets to Dusty
Rose
Behold it's return of the invincible told
Rude like Devil in twos in King Custom
Who gave the order to bust him?, don't ask, this is Genuine Drift
Blueprint ultimate legit', sting international
Slow up classical, comin back to attack in black
Fatigues, Wu-Tang and Junior Reid

[Junior Reid]
You could of both come from Arabana, you both from Iran
You come both from China, ya both from Japan
One blood, one blood, one blood
You could of both come from blow nine, you both from downtown
You could both from anot' town, ya come from Ground Town
One blood, one blood, one blood
The pussy is fine, number one, raise your wine, cuz blood, blood,
blood
Mothers fighting daughters everyday, fathers fighting sons
Brothers, sisters, rappers gettin murdered everyday
You could of both found E in my eye, you both found younger
You could both from Fire outside, ya come from Strong Island
One blood, one blood, one blood
You could of both come from Brooklyn, you both from Bronx chance
You come both from Medina, ya both from Jersey
One blood, one blood, one blood
You could of both come from Long Island, but ya both from Philly
Either come from Kentucky, or ya come from U.B. Soul
One blood, one blood, one blood
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