something in the water
They call it an accident
I call it murder
They say I'm inaccurate
I say look further
I promise you'll bury yourself
Before you ever bury me
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
The river's turning red
From the blood around my bed
I know there's something in the water
I got a snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
A little snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
Iron wall forbidding my mortal emotion
Bubbling and boiling below in slow motion
Soulmate flowing my frozen veins
Sailing her way through my poisoned brain
While they call it an accident
I vow that you'll bury yourself
Before you ever bury me
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
The river's turning red
From the blood around my bed
I know there's something in the water
I got a snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
A little snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
Señor
Te pedimos que tú protejas y cuides de todos nosotros
Eres el todo poderoso, el que todo lo puede
Nada puede cambiar lo que tú quieres para nosotros
Te pedimos que tu nos dirijas y nos cuides
Por favor envías tus ángeles que acampen al rededor de todos nosotros
Eres nuestro sustento nuestro consolador y por siempre te pediremos tu protección
Amén
I call it murder
They say I'm inaccurate
I say look further
I promise you'll bury yourself
Before you ever bury me
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
The river's turning red
From the blood around my bed
I know there's something in the water
I got a snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
A little snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
Iron wall forbidding my mortal emotion
Bubbling and boiling below in slow motion
Soulmate flowing my frozen veins
Sailing her way through my poisoned brain
While they call it an accident
I vow that you'll bury yourself
Before you ever bury me
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
The river's turning red
From the blood around my bed
I know there's something in the water
I got a snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
A little snake up in my gra, gra, gra, gra, grass
Gotta cut off a head
Couple niggas want me dead
I think there's something in the water
Señor
Te pedimos que tú protejas y cuides de todos nosotros
Eres el todo poderoso, el que todo lo puede
Nada puede cambiar lo que tú quieres para nosotros
Te pedimos que tu nos dirijas y nos cuides
Por favor envías tus ángeles que acampen al rededor de todos nosotros
Eres nuestro sustento nuestro consolador y por siempre te pediremos tu protección
Amén
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Writer(s): Edward Melvin
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