Lyrics Blowin It Up - Black Attack

Blowin It Up

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Come on
The real game — sex with little kids
Word is out that it’s good for the biz
Demand is high, supply is low
You need mo' sex and got no mo' hoes
Where do you go?
Down to the corner store
You need more loot, got your bow for
Little girl who don’t know no better
You don’t give a shit you only focused on the cheddar
Money makes a nigga do crazy things
Just drug 'em out on cocaine
Taught 'em hive of slang
The booty back and forth like a prostitutes
12 years old and the knocking the boots
Like professionals who to be profitable
Took ‘em from the playground Made ‘em top notch hoes
Broke ‘em off some crumbs, relieved ‘em like drums
Had ‘em begging like bums cause ya wouldn’t give ‘em none
Heartless
We are livin' in darkness
In a world so heartless
We are livin' in blindness, in blindness yeah
Heartless
We are livin' in darkness
No matter where you’re from
No matter how ya come
Cross the wrong path and you will get done
Ain’t no love just pain
No sun only rain
Had a big effect on a young brother’s brain
It’s time to initiate
No place to be
Figure in order to get up
Ya got come straight to the niggas, yeah
And pass the test
Ya gotta show those motherfuckers that you’re heartless
Slap the clip in the nine ya jump in the ride
Headed straight down for McCartha drive
Ya pull-ups low, hit the lights down low
Hopin' you don’t see nobody you know
Not knowing what to do to impress the crew
Ya see a little old lady about 62
Bla-bla-blasted that ass
The bitch is under the ground
Ya put your foot to the gas
And haul ass
Straight up to seem
Crass pitchin' hard with a gangster Lee
At the age of 21 a criminal mind at it’s peak
Just walkin' down the street still is trouble I see
Gamblin, girls, go — it’s all for fun
Got my boy AC to do a small run
Dreaming' of vice, cold-blooded and nice
You may see me once, but never twice
Wait a minute — this ain’t no dream
It’s the heartless life, floor it
And it’s all about the dream
Do what I mean and mean what I say
But don’t try to be like no toy
‘Cause I’m not for play
And if it’s trouble you see
Then see used for fine
Death in a twine with a criminal mind
Thugs and drugs and niggas who take slugs
Me and state colder than a bug in a rug
The things I do and the things I say
Make it hard on me to live another day