Lyrics Blind Threats - Raekwon , ScHoolboy Q
Right,
uh,
same
shit
every
day,
homie
Lord,
please
forgive
me
for
all
my
sins
Yeah,
nigga
wake
up
to
the
same
shit
every
day,
homie
Walking
in
the
valley
of
the
shadow
of
death,
no
rules,
right
Washing
my
sins
off
in
hell's
water
Feel
like
the
Bible
told
me
lies
as
I
pray
to
'em
Kneel
down,
put
my
faith
in
'em,
will
you
answer
me?
But
if
God
won't
help
me,
this
gun
will
I
swear
I'm
gon'
find
my
way
Uh,
four
corners
Cat
and
mouse
chase,
got
cheese
to
catch
High
on
on
some
drug,
I'm
Space
Cadet
Dreaming
I
don't
live
up
on
the
block
no
more
Trapping,
trying
to
make
it
out
this
obstacle
Life
on
the
edge,
hell
a
block
away
Pretty
Snow
White
turned
eight
today
Selling
that
base,
no
Dr.
Dre
Uh,
guess
who
in
the
building?
Bucket
hat
with
a
strap
like
a
pilgrim
Uh,
kneeling
down
with
some
questions
to
address
like
Why
the
ones
who
commit
the
worst
sins
live
the
best?
The
Ten
Commandments,
I
can
mark
five
checks
But
I
sense
flaws,
the
Bible
preaching
blind
threats
Streets
held
me
down,
got
faith
in
a
Pyrex
Faith
in
a
four-five,
I
call
it
the
clarinet
Sewer
full
of
drugs
when
the
toilet
digests
From
the
cop
raid,
all
can
relate
from
the
streets
To
the
wall
from
niggas
to
compadres
When
the
sun
go
down,
I'm
predicting
a
heatwave
Forecast
your
whole
body,
heat
on,
room
full
of
homies
I
just
pray
that
the
Lord
got
me
But
if
God
won't
help
me,
this
gun
will
I
swear
I'm
gon'
find
my
way
Mic
check,
mic
check,
mic
check
La-la,
la-la,
low-low,
la-la,
la-la,
low
La-la,
la-la,
low-low,
la-la,
la-la,
low
But
if
God
won't
help
me,
this
gun
will
I
swear
I'm
gon'
find
my
way
Aim
that,
shoot
that,
pledge
allegiance
Kill
mine,
kill
yours,
make
it
even
Soul
need
saving,
Mr.
Preacher
I
know
I
only
come
around
when
it's
Easter
Funerals,
Thanksgiving,
Christmas
time
When
I'm
in
jail
or
when
my
card
declined
Uh,
will
you
answer
me?
Take
me
out
of
hell
and
make
plans
for
me?
Misery
loves
company,
ain't
a
surprise
It
was
just
me
and
my
niggas,
we
was
trying
to
survive
But
we
would
never
make
it
out
alive
Should
we
living
to
die,
oxymoron
Hope
to
get
to
heaven
'til
that
day
arrive
Running
through
the
ally,
hope
the
bullet
don't
collide
Car
window
shattered,
glass
on
my
right
side
Dogs
bark
in
the
backyard,
root
for
me
Out
of
shape
belly,
courtesy
of
40
Spoiled
only
child,
baby
boy
Jody
Same
jacket
on
from
back
in
the
day
Praying
that
the
Lord
come
and
take
me
away
But
if
God
won't
help
me,
this
gun
will
I
swear
I'm
gon'
find
my
way
Mic
check,
mic
check,
mic
check
La-la,
la-la,
low-low,
la-la,
la-la,
low
La-la,
la-la,
low-low,
la-la,
la-la,
low
But
if
God
won't
help
me,
this
gun
will
I
swear
I'm
gon'
find
my
way
It
go
tuna
fish
sandwiches
bread,
dry
snaking
Black
Lincoln,
burgundy
Mac,
I
clap
a
king-pin
Caught
me
in
the
airport
gust
that
I
was
thinking
On
how
to
stay
rich
and
get
bills
with
my
acquaintances
Yeah,
money
is
the
issue,
I
diss
you
It's
no
problem
at
all,
yo,
the
bunch
on
the
pistol
Cause
I'm
a
suitcase
king
Cooling
at
the
gambling
spot
with
a
screwed
face
grin
New
Beige
Bent,
we
stay
winning,
play
it
again,
yo
Put
the
bone
in
your
jaw,
now
say
it
again
Round
knife,
fork,
under
the
tents,
coming
to
rents
Get
out
the
way
or
let
the
shotty
dispense
Revenge
killers
who
make
the
events
iller
This
is
more
realer,
snatch
you
right
up
out
of
the
Benz
The
Wu
wheelers
who
huddle
up,
coupes
knows
the
truth
You
know
the
whoopty-whoop,
solo
or
group,
I
kill
niggas
![ScHoolboy Q feat. Raekwon - Oxymoron](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/v/t/e/z/bXjmvKZEtv.jpg)
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2 Pusha Man
3 Gravy
4 Fuck LA
5 Grooveline, Part 2
6 Grooveline, Pt. 2
7 His & Her Fiend
8 His & Her Friend
9 Man of the Year
10 Break the Bank
11 Hell of a Night
12 Prescription / Oxymoron
13 Studio
14 Studio
15 Hoover Street
16 Collard Greens
17 Prescription / Oxymoron
18 His & Her Friend
19 Los Awesome
20 The Purge
21 Blind Threats
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