歌詞
[intro]
Yeah, i’m out here, out the mud,
Can’t escape the bloodline, it’s in my veins,
It’s a war every day, but we’re built for this shit...
[hook]
Bloodline battlecry, it’s always wartime
Shoot first, ask questions when i’m outta line
Family in the dirt, loyalty’s a curse
But i’d die for mine, put that on the hearse
Bloodline battlecry, ain’t no peace in sight
In the woods, out the trap, and we live to fight
Ain’t no turning back, i’m stuck in the grind
Ride or die for my blood, yeah, i’m born to blind
[verse 1]
Born to war, raised in hell,
Got a revolver, raised to sell
Raised on the block where the meth ain’t slow
With a brother in the dirt and a mother in the hole
Pop a pill, hit the road, it’s a game of roulette,
Family ties wrapped up in a cigarette
And they say we cursed, but we runnin’ the race
With a glock in the dash and blood on my face
Daddy did time, mama dealt dimes
I was out back watchin’ the sun burn lines
Now i’m all grown with a heart full of hate
I can’t stop now, got my brother’s fate
[hook]
Bloodline battlecry, it’s always wartime
Shoot first, ask questions when i’m outta line
Family in the dirt, loyalty’s a curse
But i’d die for mine, put that on the hearse
Bloodline battlecry, ain’t no peace in sight
In the woods, out the trap, and we live to fight
Ain’t no turning back, i’m stuck in the grind
Ride or die for my blood, yeah, i’m born to blind
[verse 2]
Backroads dirty, where the ghosts still roam,
Momma’s prayin' but she knows i’m grown
It’s a battle in the trenches where the money’s tight
And the devil’s in the shadows with the dead at night
Ain’t no peace in the war when the liquor flows
You either take the throne or you fall with the lows
Family love’s cold like the steel in my hand
But i’ll burn it all down if they try to take the land
Cousins in the pen, brothers on the run
We ain’t askin’ for forgiveness, we just gettin’ shit done
My bloodline’s a fire, can’t be doused by rain
Raised in the struggle, i’m addicted to pain
[hook]
Bloodline battlecry, it’s always wartime
Shoot first, ask questions when i’m outta line
Family in the dirt, loyalty’s a curse
But i’d die for mine, put that on the hearse
Bloodline battlecry, ain’t no peace in sight
In the woods, out the trap, and we live to fight
Ain’t no turning back, i’m stuck in the grind
Ride or die for my blood, yeah, i’m born to blind
[outro]
Yeah...
Out here in the mud, blood’s thicker than water,
But it don’t come clean.
We live to die... but we’ll fight ‘til the end,
This is the bloodline battlecry.
Written by: Daryl Johnson Jr
