Lyrics:
Young Bleed My Own

this ain't wonderland It's either kill or be killed, law of the land Just to see that my mind expand rapidly I can't lose sleep, I stay on my feet and

the game and no left no fingerprints And dug up the grave of slaves, flippin' dead presidents, ya heard me [Chorus: Young Bleed][solo x2] [Young Bleed] Young Bleed

' on back-stabbing vultures Sellin' my soul for material wishes, fast cars and bitches Wishin' I live my life a legend, immortalized in pictures Why shed tears? Save your sympathy My

then my right wrist Cock back, block track, the beat bleed, speak read Men eat weed, bead seed, I speed read, you need me To give it to you like you want it, I own

're young and you want some Now I'm sitting alone, I'm finally looking around Left here on my own I'm gonna hurt myself Maybe losing my mind I'm still

her (Feels Like Home). It's a trick. Too late. Martha Dumps the Devil (Bleeding All Over The Place). Meanwhile, Margaret, against her better judgment, falls in love with Faust (My

down with me, I'm on my own Duckin and dodgin infrareds aimin for my dome I got enemies in every state, city and hood Plus my relationship with my

the time they wanna take your place The back stabbers (Back stabbers) The buda got my brain seein' my own my blood stains Dental records checkin' my

my back so hey I got my own back fade nigga (chorus) (Devil) yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back (Brotha Lynch Hung) yeah I got my own back