| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
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| I’ll put your face in the dirt
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| Pick you up and take you straight to the nurse
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| From the hospital room you go straight to your hearse
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| Then the paulbearers take you to church (*repeat 2X*)
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
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| I tote hammers around like cell phones keep 'em on my belt
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| So if you think you hotter than toon keep it to yourself
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| Yeah I’m holding conversation you can speak to it yourself
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| Just know when I reach I ain’t reaching for my health
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| And it ain’t just for me I just ain’t speakin for myself
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| But every angel go hard to be in sequence with myself
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| I run around spittin flame extinguishing myself
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| And nobody gave me this vision I seen the shit myself
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| Far as rap go I’m just competing with myself
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| So some of my nicest bars I’m speaking to myself
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| Rap niggas can’t fuck with me I’m sleeping with myself
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| And I’m having my biggest issues beefin with myself
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| Might do some dumb shit to get even with myself
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| But look how far I got just believing in myself nigga
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
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| I’ll put your face in the dirt
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| Pick you up and take you straight to the nurse
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| From the hospital room you go straight to your hearse
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| Then the pall bearers take you to church (*repeat 2X*)
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
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| Spits the pain on ya I spill ya blood in the gutter
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| Stretch your vains on the corner put your face in your shoulders
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| Lights out game is over get you hit for five cent
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| Who got change for a quarter
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| Y’all only hot as your last bar
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| And ain’t half as tough as they act dog
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| Bury cowards in they own back yard
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| It ain’t a muthafuckin thing change shit naw
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| Picture me piss drunk
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| Don’t go talking that slick shit
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| You faggots know exactly how the angels get down
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| Approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down
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| Hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
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| Don’t go talking that slick shit
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| You faggots know exactly how the angels get down
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| Approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down
|
| Hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
|
| I’ll put your face in the dirt
|
| Pick you up and take you straight to the nurse
|
| From the hospital room you go straight to your hearse
|
| Then the paulbearers take you to church (*repeat 2X*)
|
| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
|
| Don’t go talking that slick shit
|
| You faggots know exactly how the angels get down
|
| Approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down
|
| Hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound
|
| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
|
| Don’t go talking that slick shit
|
| You faggots know exactly how the angels get down
|
| Approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down
|
| Hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound
|
| I’ll pour your blood in the streets
|
| I’ll put your face in the dirt
|
| Pick you up and take you straight to the nurse
|
| From the hospital room you go straight to your hearse
|
| Then the paulbearers take you to church (*repeat 2X*)
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| I’ll pour your blood in the streets |