Chorus
Nobody wants blood to be
spilt, it`s all about the music
Love writes hits, the mics they
get used when people write
lyrics for opinions of the critics
that makes the world spin so.
Lightning don`t strike in the
same place twice, fight to
death call it suicide. I`m a
warrior, a death match
courier, sorry now you`re
gonna be sorrier, wanna hate
what you don`t understand,
acting bait coz I`m fightin`
your clan, iron fist when I
tighten my hand, so enlighten
your manz, brighten the
stands, coz you`re hiding and
prang, your breaders ain`t
killing me, rocksimus who`s
killing me, blazin` up caught
chilling G, coming back like a
trilogy, you and your boyz
wanna deal with me, you aint
feelin me, you got beef with
me, you got cheek to be
starting beef, coz you can`t ride
beats with me, you and your
boys try hatin` me, but the
pains getting shared out
equally, that`s how it`s done.
Repeat chorus x2
Steppin` to me it`s a fact you`ll
get bored, I`m possessed like
a demon as I draw for my
sword, engraved writing
on it sayin` that striders the
lord, the best warrior in the
land countries in the world,
I`ve got powers like a God I
control the sky, thing`s I`ll do
to you would even make
the friggin devil cry, I swing
swords like soul calibre, a
legend like Excalibur, blood
thirsty for the next challenger
Who dares wins when you`re
playin` my game, chillin` on
roof tops kids who are playin`,
gonna draw for swords,
and the lyric that I gain,
gonna buss the door, in the
pouring rain
Guess who`s next draw
swords when I`m on it, I blow
heads abroad, I blow lost
profit, you`ve never heard
before, brain cells lock it,
pocket knives endure, but
you wish you never coz I`m
clever with these lyrics forever
I`m gonna run this (Nobody
wants blood to be spilt coz)
Flava this Flava that but who
done this, you know me I`m
the same old same old G
Repeat chorus x2
Freeze, as I enter your endz
anytime anywhere and you
started to stare, fightin` ya
now we`ll be fightin` ya there
coz it`s all about the music
give it ten out of ten, I`ll thrive
on your blood, hungry for
your skin, chop up your
bones, and put you in my tin,
I`m the brother of the devil,
and the master of Satan, I`m
the feeling in your body and
I`m gonna make you cringe
Don`t watch me battle my
duel a cold hearted bout,
hear the screams as you shout
while you`re flat on your back,
you know there`s no turnin`
back you wanna piece of me,
you ask for beef with me ain`t
no sequel to me, so take a
shot at me, you gonna make
it you best, you try slash my
chest, I`m badder than the
rest, coz you know I`ll defend,
clash straight to the end, next
contender try to contend,
my arena, step into my
surroundings, no emotions
no commotions there is no
feelings, I`m the favourite,
as well ya know coz there`s
no holds barred and any thing
will go
Nobody wants it, nobody
wants it
Next contender, try to contend
Nobody wants it, nobody
wants it
