Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood In the Streets, artist - Ruff Ryders. Album song The Redemption Vol. 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.07.2005
Record label: Balboa
Song language: English
Blood In the Streets |
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 |
I tote hammers around like cell phones keep 'em on my belt |
So if you think you hotter than toon keep it to yourself |
Yeah I’m holding conversation you can speak to it yourself |
Just know when I reach I ain’t reaching for my health |
And it ain’t just for me I just ain’t speakin for myself |
But every angel go hard to be in sequence with myself |
I run around spittin flame extinguishing myself |
And nobody gave me this vision I seen the shit myself |
Far as rap go I’m just competing with myself |
So some of my nicest bars I’m speaking to myself |
Rap niggas can’t fuck with me I’m sleeping with myself |
And I’m having my biggest issues beefin with myself |
Might do some dumb shit to get even with myself |
But look how far I got just believing in myself nigga |
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 pall bearers take you to church (*repeat 2X*) |
I’ll pour your blood in the streets |
Spits the pain on ya I spill ya blood in the gutter |
Stretch your vains on the corner put your face in your shoulders |
Lights out game is over get you hit for five cent |
Who got change for a quarter |
Y’all only hot as your last bar |
And ain’t half as tough as they act dog |
Bury cowards in they own back yard |
It ain’t a muthafuckin thing change shit naw |
Picture me piss drunk |
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*) |
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*) |
I’ll pour your blood in the streets |