Jerome Chance - Blood Brothers lyrics

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Jerome Chance - Blood Brothers lyrics

[Verse 1: Nerdsworth] Blood brothers pitted against one another Burning White Sands span and the colonies Blue Gold in the hills and danger in the mist My curse is a gift as I'm tripping the rift Outblast, outlast, Outlaw, Outcasts Keeping their flag half-mast as I'm picking off Scabs Gunslingin' half-savage Lifter liberator Rift Energy's sacred protector (savior) Emmett Graves is my name, that's right, I'm digging 'em Revolver on my hip, my quickdraw is k**ing them My conscious elevated with my burden regulated Tossing Tetranite grenades, leaving Outties devestated Saddle up, don spurs, riding steel sky horses Faction satisfaction as our Hawks waste forces Build the world around me as I fortify our boundaries My strategy's defensive, I'll fight across the galaxy In me runs the blood of a new frontier I'll be the last man standing after all dust clears Conflict runs skin deep with a brother's soul flawed Keep your eyes on the skies and beware the Hawk's maw [Verse 2: Jerome Chance] Father, I have sinned Where'd you want me to begin? Baby and my wife dead So, it's time to go Backwards east to the Blackwatch siege But no one is safe in the NYZ Degrees of facade cause disease to maraud Yup, that's what your a** gets playing God You get what you earned 'cuz the dark side has turned me Hatred consumes, it's the new rule of two Identity theft on a whole new level You try to body-snatch me, attack me and play Gucci Gucci with me, that sh** is cray Shawn of the Dead, donned in the red Of the blood of my brothers from another mother f**er, try to play me like a s**er Lead to a free world in 8 mile hurdles There's nowhere to hide, just shut up and die 'Cuz I don't even really want to hear another lie Degree in 24 physical damage, PhD I'm sort of like a preacher, confessions through ingestion Vampiric resurrection, I don't see my own reflection d**h by your own infection, you should've used protection And I just want to thank ya, it's time to meet my maker