Текст песни Back In the Blood (feat. Morality) - D-Rock

We get it back
Aye
We get it back in the blood
For all of my lack
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Ain't chasin no racks
Nah
We get it back in the blood
The fam gotta stay strapped
Yea
We came up outta that mud
We get it back
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Came outta the trap
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Ain't trippin on that
Nah
We get it back in the blood
Got a cross on my back
Aye
We came up outta that mud

We gotta stay strapped
Cause it's warfare
And I ain't talkin call of duty
Demons attack and they don't care
Yea you better keep a tooly
Been on the block since like 13
You'd prolly think it was a movie
Get it back in the blood
Yea
He gave it all to renew me
Holy spirit
On speed dial
If you ain't with it
Then leave now
All of my dogs
On the team now
And they all come
With a mean growl
They say we all
Bark with no bite
But we ain't comin
To fight
We not against flesh
And blood homie
We only fight for what's right
Ain't got time
For the nonsense
If you ain't vibin
Then cool
They wasn't vibin
With Jesus either
When he came and
Broke all them rules
Brush the dirt
Off my feet
Ain't wasting
No wisdom on fools
Get it right
While you got the time
Cause we all know He may be comin soon

We get it back
Aye
We get it back in the blood
For all of my lack
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Ain't chasin no racks
Nah
We get it back in the blood
The fam gotta stay strapped
Yea
We came up outta that mud
We get it back
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Came outta the trap
Aye
We get it back in the blood
Ain't trippin on that
Nah
We get it back in the blood
Got a cross on my back
Aye
We came up outta that mud

Cross on my neck
Cross on my back
How you gonna tell me how to act
I ain't speaking to fools
They scornin' the
Wisdom in words
I came from the gutter
I ride for my brothers
I'm bringing his flock to the herd
I do what I have to
I do what I gotta
I'm praying to Abba
I do what I wanna
I'm covered in the blood
Looking like pasta
Don't mess with impostas
Came from the bottom
I'm moppin I'm poppin
I'm hitting the pocket
Ain't no other option
I'm locked in
My soul ain't for auction
I know that they watching
I'm gleaming
You see me you see Him
I know that they need Him
I know that they want Him
I can't wait to meet Him
Day that I greet Him
I pray that He accepts me
Until then I'm scheming
To get the whole team in