Take It In Blood

Lyrics

I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 Yo
 I never brag how real I keep it, 'cause it's the best secret
 I rock a vest prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus
 In a Lex, watchin' Kathie Lee & Regis
 My actions are one with the seasons
 A TEC squeezin' executioner
 Winter time, I rock a fur
 Mega popular center of attraction
 Climaxin', my bitches, they be laughin'
 They high from sniffin' coke off a 20-cent Andrew Jackson
 City lights spark a New York night
 Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tacchini
 Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them
 .45 by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
 My niggas roll in ten M3's
 20 Gods poppin' wheelies on Kawasakis
 Hip-hop's got me on some ol', sprayin' shots like a drum roll
 Blankin' out, never miscount the shells my gun hold
 I don't stunt, I regulate
 Henny and Sprite, I separate
 Watchin' crab niggas marinate
 I'm all about TEC's, a good jux and sex
 Israelite books, holdin' government names from Ness
 MC's are crawlin' out every hole in the slum
 You be a'ight like blood money in a pimp's cum
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 For you wack MC's
 Currency is made in the trust of the Messiah
 I'm spendin' it to get higher
 Earth, Wind and Fire singin' Reasons why I'm
 Up early, trustworthy as a nine that bust early
 Sunshine on my grill, I spill
 Remy on imaginary graves
 Put my hat on my waves
 Latter Day Saints say religious praise
 I, dolo, challenge any team or solo
 You must be buggin' out - new to my shit, home on a furlough
 Ask around who's laid up, sharp and straight up
 Mafioso, gettin' niggas' wigs sprayed up
 Skies are misty, my life predicted by a gypsy
 I'll one day walk into shots, drunk off champagne from Sicily
 This be the drama, I'mma pause like a comma in a sentence
 Paragraphs indented
 Bloodshot red eyes, high
 Yellow envelopes of lye
 Openin' cigars, let tobacco fly
 Condos are tune-proof, we're lookin' out the sky's moon-roof
 Shittin' like gin and prune juice
 Yo, the system wants the coon's noose - hang 'em high
 Courtrooms filled up
 It's off the hook while I just wrote a statement
 Like I'm facin' 20 years in the basement
 Chillin' on a VI with Mumia, for wearin' chrome
 I told the judge snakes slither like Sharon Stone
 But like Capone, I'm thrown, yo
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 For you wack MC's
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that (lyrical, ly-lyrical shine)
 I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that
 For you wack MC's
 Yo, the time is wastin', I use the mind elevation
 Dime sack lacin', court pen pacin'
 Individual, lyrical math abrasion
 Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation we livin' in
 Dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives
 A lifestyle on bad streets is patternized
 Wise men build and destroy
 While the real McCoy dope fiend named Detroit is still dealin' boy
 Coke suppliers actin' biased
 'Cause rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars
 But every night the gat's fired, and every day a rat's hired
 I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's
 Just the killer in me, slash drug dealer, MC
 Ex-slug filler, semi mug peeler
 Demi, bottles of Mo'
 Yo, simply follow me flow, put poetry inside a crack pot and blow
 Rough hoes pull crack out pussies and buttholes
 Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those
 Why shoot the breeze about it, when you could be about it?
 My degrees are routed toward the peasy haired brick housing
 And studded-up, thick medallions
 Rich niggas transportin' thousands
 Foreign cash exchange amountin' to millions
 Doors is locked, rocks is chopped, watch the cameras in the ceilings
 Trick bitches catchin' mad feelings
 Peelin' off in a Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelin'
 I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch
 When we catch them sex niggas with the TEC's you blessed, word!
 So now it's on, never wasted a slug
 Time is money, when it comes to mine, take it in blood
 Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga
 Yeah, yo, official Queensbridge murderers
 Mobb Deep keep it real, though
 Motherfuckin' AZ, yo
 'Mega, 'Mega, whatever
 Scarlett O'Hara, Fox Boogie
 East New York
 Yambo, Brownsville
 Wizard, Far Rockaway
 Big Bo, Jersey
 Connecticut, DC, Sudan
 VA, NC, LA
 So on and so on
 Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward
 Black Ed, keep it real, Moe
 

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Duration
04:48
Key
11
Tempo
92 BPM

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