Bleed The Same Blood Lyrics - Year Of The Dragon - Busta Rhymes

(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood 

(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum 

(Yeah!) It's not about where ya at 

(Yeah!) It's about where you come from 

And I'mma keep on thuggin 'til the day I DIE! 

(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!) 

(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) 

Unstoppable, yo, Maino! 

Ran up in Atlantic, told 'em let me go 

Smack my A&R and grabbed him by his throat 

Playin with my life'll get you yellow-taped 

Runnin in and out of church like I'm the yellow Ma$e 

All-black fleet like when Obama get in 

Missiles aimed at yo' building like Osama livin 

"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm screamin from that Mase' seat 

(How About Some Hardcore) like it's '93 

Think deep, feel the pain in my homie's face 

And only then you'll understand why my homies bang 

Strapped up, this is us, fuck a deal nigga 

Gun boys be like "Maino is a real nigga" 

Yeah, me and Bust bleed the same blood 

Handcuffed to the bus, we the same thugs 

Never fear, just know that I'mma ride for ya 

All black baby welcome to my mafia 

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(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood 

(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum 

(Yeah!) It's not about where ya at 

(Yeah!) It's about where you come from 

And I'mma keep on thuggin 'til the day I DIE! 

(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!) 

(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) 

I gotta tell somebody yeahhhhh 

I'm passionate about gettin this money 

Handlin those that be plottin on takin it from me 

Some of these niggas forgot I be makin it funny 

We're spendin like my fingers rotten then papercut bloody 

In case you ain't knowin we back dominatin the country 

Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a monkey 

Balenciaga boss, bitch address me as Mister 

Eat salmons and tortellini down at the Bella Vista 

We move in silence bitch you better whisper 

And sizzle the street with the heat until it hella blister 

So much bottles, got 'em for every drinker 

So much head I be callin mami a heavy thinker 

Victorious like a nigga conquered another nation 

Buyin bottles and drinkin to drown the sufferation 

Could give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle that 

If it ain't YMCMB or Conglomerate, cancel that! 

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(Yeah!) We all bleed the same blood 

(Yeah!) And we beat on the same drum 

(Yeah!) It's not about where ya at 

(Yeah!) It's about where you come from 

And I'mma keep on thuggin 'til the day I DIE! 

(Yeah!) Oh yeah (Yeah!) 

(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!) 

I gotta tell somebody, yeahhhhhhhh 

So inspirin when a nigga doubt 

Look around and see how niggas try to count me out 

Only if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walk 

And thought of shit I sacrificed I wouldn't have to talk 

And I'm like a bitch's blouse on a clothesline 

And treatin how I stumbled on another goldmine 

While embracin what God be havin for me 

You can never stop what is destined, I hope you're happy for me