Blood Moon: Year of the Wolf

If we are dyeing If we are dyeing Light a blunt to his eyes, collect my thoughts Blow a candle out cuz I can't just play on the dark Dumping ashes on the f*****g time magazine Try to burn a whole between Israel and Palestine All these world news, all

[Verse 1 - Game:] I remember days on Crenshaw, take a n***a Beamer Hit the hood, take his rims off Then hit that block, let him hear that Pac That s**t don't stop Soo woo, new coupe, through the west side New Benz, top down, new rims, new b***h throw