One Blood
Junior Reid Lyrics


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Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
Blood, blood, blood blood
You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
You coulda come from Fire House or
You come from Tower Hill
One blood, one blood, one blood

I was rollin', showin my age, unshaven
Rugged with my Timberland boots that paid
I walk with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
At the street traffic light recorders
Takin pictures of our corners
Cameras on the side of the buildings, we destroy 'em
The Chameleon throws cream to children, out the window
We movin' in unmarked vans, disguised as a light tan
With plastic faces and rubber hands
Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
How dare you call the Gods in vain
Not knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
To Earth, feet first
I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
No questionin' to the session, I walk with gun
The magnum'll bust his head from many directions unknown
Another statistic, change the ballistics
On the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
Scrape the craters of the brain for data
Old scriptures on withered paper
Beginnin take shape and form
When the Gods get on it and crash your college dorm

You coulda come from uptown, or you come from downtown
You coulda come from outta town, or you come from 'round town
One blood, one blood, one blood
The fussing and fighting
The tribal war, racial war
Cause blood, blood

Now verse 2, even more deadly than the first
Unrehearsed raw footage part 2 for you
I give this dedication, project elimination
He's a burnt offering, nothing up my sleeve
I'm just vanishin with the vanishin cream
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb only has one time to explode
When I break I'm takin' everything
Turn the city streets to Dusty Rhodes
Behold this return of the Invincible Tone
Rude like Governor Tuse and King Toustume
Who gave the order to bust 'em?
Don't ask this is Genuine Draft
Blueprint ultimate legit sting international, stone love classical
Comin' back, to attack in black fatigue
Wu-Tang and Junior Reid

You coulda come from Lebanon, or ya come from Iran
You coulda come from China, or ya come from Japan
One blood, one blood, one blood

You coulda come from uptown, or ya come from down south
You coulda come from outta town, or ya come from 'round town
One blood, one blood, one blood
The fussing and fighting
Tribal war, racial war
'Cause blood, blood, blood

Mothers fighting daughters every day
Fathers fighting sons
Sisters hating sisters
Rappers getting murdered, every day
You coulda come from Lima, or come from Georgia
You coulda come fire outside or come from Hawaii
One blood, one blood, one blood
You coulda come from Brook-a-lyn, or you come from Bronx
You coulda come from queens, or ya come from Jersey
One blood, one blood, one blood
You coulda come from Long Island, or ya come from Philly




You coulda from Canada, or ya from from over south
One blood, one blood, one blood

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Junior Reid's "One Blood" describe the universal connection between all people, no matter where they come from or their background. The chorus repeats the phrase "one blood," emphasizing that we are all the same under the skin. The first verse discusses the violence and unrest in city life, with references to gang activity, surveillance, and police brutality. The lyrics also touch on themes of power, fame, and the danger of misusing them. The second verse continues the theme of violence and adds a call to arms for personal responsibility and action. The bridge repeats the chorus and emphasizes that all types of conflict stem from our shared humanity and not our differences.


Line by Line Meaning

Modern vampires of the city, hunting blood
People in the city who are always looking for trouble and chaos.


Blood, blood, blood blood
The focus of the people's attention and what they are always seeking.


You coulda from Rema, or ya come from Jungle
It doesn't matter where you are from, there is unity among everyone.


You coulda come from Fire House or, you come from Tower Hill
Different backgrounds and lifestyles do not define one's humanity or importance.


One blood, one blood, one blood
Despite differences, there is a shared connection and bond between everyone.


I was rollin', showin my age, unshaven
The singer was moving around with a rough appearance.


Rugged with my Timberland boots that paid
The singer had sturdy and quality shoes that were worth the cost.


I walk with a slight lean from the weight of my heat
The artist carried a firearm that was affecting his posture.


Givin' a green to shine infra-red beam
Pressing a button to activate a green light and laser sight on the gun.


At the street traffic light recorders
Cameras that monitor and record the streets.


Takin pictures of our corners
Capturing images of the area where the singer and people like him reside.


Cameras on the side of the buildings, we destroy 'em
The people in the area intentionally break surveillance cameras.


The Chameleon throws cream to children, out the window
Someone distributes something of value to kids in the area.


We movin' in unmarked vans, disguised as a light tan
Traveling in vehicles without any clear identification and changing the appearance of the van to blend in.


With plastic faces and rubber hands
Wearing masks and gloves to conceal their identity and avoid leaving fingerprints.


Fuck fame, I shoot a hole in a 50 cent piece to test my aim
The artist does not care about fame, instead they focus on improving their accuracy with a gun.


How dare you call the Gods in vain
The artist takes offense to someone speaking about deities disrespectfully.


Not knowin' the seriousness of this and why I came
People who do not understand the gravity of the situation and the singer's intentions.


To Earth, feet first
The singer came into the world like anyone else, through birth.


I dare you lion tame to the beat of the drum
Challenging someone to perform a difficult task along to a specific rhythm.


No questionin' to the session, I walk with gun
The artist has no doubts about their purpose and carries a gun with them.


The magnum'll bust his head from many directions unknown
The gun the artist is wielding can cause severe injury to someone in various ways.


Another statistic, change the ballistics
Someone being killed by a gun is another addition to the statistics, and the bullets used may have different markings to avoid being traced.


On the nozzle, make em goggle and swallow
The artist uses the gun to intimidate and/or make someone feel overwhelmed.


Scrape the craters of the brain for data
Collecting information from someone's thoughts or memories.


Old scriptures on withered paper
Traditional text that has become fragile and damaged due to age.


Beginnin take shape and form
The start of something being created.


When the Gods get on it and crash your college dorm
Divine forces create chaos and destruction for people in a communal living space.


Mothers fighting daughters every day
Family members, often women, have frequent arguments and conflicts.


Fathers fighting sons
Family members, often men, have frequent arguments and conflicts.


Sisters hating sisters
Family members, often women, strongly dislike and may act hostile towards each other.


Rappers getting murdered, every day
People in the hip hop industry are experiencing frequent violent attacks.


You coulda come from Lima, or come from Georgia
It does not matter where you are from, there is a shared connection between everyone.


You coulda come fire outside or come from Hawaii
Different backgrounds and lifestyles do not define one's humanity or importance.


You coulda come from Brook-a-lyn, or you come from Bronx
Even people from different neighborhoods in the same city share a common bond.


You coulda come from queens, or ya come from Jersey
It does not matter which specific city or neighborhood you are from.


You coulda come from Long Island, or ya come from Philly
It does not matter where you are from, there is unity among everyone.


You coulda from Canada, or ya from from over south
Different countries or regions do not define one's humanity or importance.


One blood, one blood, one blood
Despite differences, there is a shared connection and bond between everyone.


The fussing and fighting
The constant bickering and conflicts between people.


Tribal war, racial war
Different groups of people fighting against each other due to their identity.


'Cause blood, blood, blood
People's obsession with violence and confrontation.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Monty Norman, Junior Reid, Elgin Turner

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