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Bloody Knuckles Lyrics


Medhane Bloody Knuckles




[Verse]
Watch your hands when the clock move
When you focused most these niggas try to stop you
Only do it 'cause I got to
Push the pedal full throttle
Marching on the cobble
Sorrow been bottled
When I saw truth had to chase it
Time wasted keep my thoughts racing
No waiting in this location
Under the sun all my brothers on the pavement
Demons try to break in but we kept a locked door
Picking up the issues fam dropped off
Knuckles hit the drywall
Running but we not lost
Took some time off
Stressing had me sick
Cut ties now I move like ashes in the wind
Never was the type of nigga fitted in
But I throw a light like a [?]
See you switching and it's tragic
Same nigga from the cradle to the casket
In the face of trouble I be laughing
Striking matches
Issues in the past tense severed my attachments
Niggas really wasn't with me through them rough patches
You just an image I see nothing in your caption

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