Ken Wallace - The Blood I Bleed (feat. B L V C K G H O S T)

I've been waiting for too long yea
One time
It hurts and hard to just move on
I pray they get to see
I pray they get to see
Yea

I pray they get to see all that I work for
I don't wanna believe that I got time though
Can somebody preach seven days a week
God rested only when he knew he finished

Who am I to quit when I could win
I'm taking the risk I know it's deeper than what I think
Cause everything you see right now ain't what it seems yea

I could be smiling right now
And hurting inside
At the same time
In the right place at the wrong time
All I need is my time am I right yea

Fuck it I know I'm bout to cross lines
Could make it on my own I need no co-sign
Started from the bottom ain't no gold mining
The pain feels different to see the blood I bleed yea yea

I've been waiting for too long (too long)
It hurts and hard to just move on
The more I try to be what people say
It's turning me into something I'd regret

Can I wait outside
Can I take
Can I make you mine
Can I wait
Can I make you mine
If you see that
If you see the blood I bleed
Can I wait out
Can I wait outside

I got on my safety pin
So yea

All hail thats kinda respect like I'm the mornachy
Descendant of a pistol bullets take you to the mortuary
Y'all thought I died they threw dirty on me buried six feet
Or you can call me Lazarus reincarnated from PAC and B.I.G

What it takes
Tell me what it takes to earn it you blinded by money and power corrupt but y'all will envy
Do I gotta point a gun at you to get respect
Man all I need is one mic one night and the stars bright

Mans rapping like December 25th
I'm Father Christmas to these kids
Or Santa Clause for the western kids
Made in his image so I'm a god if they ask me who
I'm blessed beyond infinity God smiling
through the oxygen

I fell in love with the process
Gold peeping through these scars a money bag in a old chest
So even when I rap I'm analogue in a new day
Like Kofi and the bros you can call it a new day yes it is

I've been waiting for too long (too long)
It hurts and hard to just move on
The more I try to be what people say
It's turning me into something I'd regret

Can I wait outside

Written by:
Ken Kampango, Valentine Fisonga

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