Listen to Thomas Shelby. (Bleak Midwinter) by U.B.O.N.G

Thomas Shelby. (Bleak Midwinter)

U.B.O.N.G

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

I bleed for my fam So you don't get to judge When we talking to blood Strangers you don't get involved These demons keep coming I see em all, I see em all But they finna fall They're finna get dropped Cause it's a bleak midwinter Turn the opps them to sprinters, Jesus Christ Had to decide, greatness the price Fuck it alright, I'll pay with my life They're doubting the vision is alright Chasing my dreams like they're my opps Cause it's on sight Ric flair I'm in love with the woah Pop smoke with the way That I woo these women to coming And joining the crew Mehn they joining the crew, they do Life isn't fair so I'm changing the hue Conquered these mountains still paying my dues Better beware when I'm lighting my zoot Someone call a family meeting These niggas don messed up I finally caught these niggas slipping Now we're next up, we gon catch up No pressure But touch one of mines You go see red, Manchester I bleed for my fam So you don't get to judge When we talking to blood Strangers you don't get involved These demons keep coming I see em all, I see em all But they finna fall They're finna get dropped Cause it's a bleak midwinter Turn the opps them to sprinters, Jesus Christ Had to decide, greatness the price Fuck it alright, I'll pay with my life They're doubting the vision is alright Chasing my dreams like they're my opps Cause it is on sight You don't get to judge When we talking to blood Strangers you don't get involved These demons keep coming I see em all, I see em all, I see em all They finna pop and then they drop Like it's crypto They jamming my songs in foreign lands They loving my lingo They're feeling my fresh They're loving my swag, boy alinco Step in the place don't need no, intro Been a star since the get go OK back on some serious shi The Blood of Jesus I pray covers me My late dad opps they be hunting me And I pray so it's now funny How now they run from me If you want problems Then don't get involved Or you finna get punched in Like these words when I record Cause it's a bleak midwinter Turn the opps them to sprinters, Jesus Christ Had to decide, greatness the price Fuck it alright, I'll pay with my life They're doubting the vision is alright Chasing my dreams like they're my opps Cause it's on sight
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