Blazin' Squad - All About The Music lyrics

rate me

Nobody wants blood to be

spilt, its all about the music

love writes hits, the mics they

get used when people write

lyrics for opinions of the critics

that makes the world spin so.

Lightning dont strike in the

same place twice, fight to

death call it suicide. Im a

warrior, a death match

courier, sorry now you're

gonna be sorrier, wanna hate

what ya dont understand,

acting bait coz im fightin'

your clan, iron fist when i

tighten my hand, so enlighten

your manz, brighten the

stands, coz you're hiding and

prang, your breaders aint

killing me, rocksimus whos

killing me, blazin' up caught

chilling G, coming back like a

trilogy, you and your boyz

wanna deal with me, you aint

feelin' me, you got beef with

me, you got cheek to be

starting beef, coz ya cant ride

beats with me, you and your

boys try hatin' me, but the

pains gettin shared out

equally, thats how its done.

Steppin' to me its a fact you'll

get bored, I'm possessed like

a demon as i draw for my

sword, engraved writing

on it sayin' that snipers the

lord, the best warrior in the

land countries in the world,

Ive got powers like a god I

control the sky, things i'll do

to you would even make

the friggin devil cry, I swing

swords like soul calibre, a

legend like Excalibur, blood

thirsty for the next challenger.

Who dares wins when you're

playin my game, chillin' on

roof tops kids who are playin',

gonna draw for swords,

and the lyric that i gain,

gonna buss the door, in the

pouring rain.

Guess whos next draw

swords when Im on it, I blow

heads abroad, I blow lost

profit, you've never heard

before, brain cells lock it,

pocket knives endure, but

you wish you never coz I'm

clever with these lyrics forever

I'm gonna run this (Nobody

wants blood to be spilt coz)

Flava this Flava that but who

done this, you know me I'm

the same old same old G.

Freeze, as i enter your endz

anytime anywhere and you

started to stare, fightin' ya

now we'll be fightin' ya there

coz its all about the music

give it ten out of ten, I'll thrive

on your blood, hungry for

your skin, chop up your

bones, and put you in my tin,

I'm the brother of the devil,

and the master of Satan, I'm

the feeling in your body and

I'm gonna make you cringe.

Dont watch me battle my

duel a cold hearted bout,

hear the screams as you shout

while you're flat on your back,

you know there's no turnin'

back you wanna piece of me,

you ask for beef with me aint

no sequel to me, so take a

shot at me, you gonna make

it you best, you try slash my

chest, I'm badder than the

rest, coz you know i'll defend,

clash straight to the end, next contender try to contend,

my arena, step into my

surroundings, no emotions

no commotions there is no

feelings, I'm the favourite,

as well ya know coz there's

no holds barred and any thing

will go.

Nobody wants it, nobody

wants it.

Next contender, try to contend.

Nobody wants it, nobody

wants it.