the Cutt Supreme Skatin' down Old Nat, gat tucked and lean I split ya spleen as a matter of fact, I split ya team No blood on the sneaks gotta keep it
what have you left me What have I got Last night in cold blood my young brother got shot My homeboy got jacked, my mother's on crack My sister can't
said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood Oh it's all It's all trouble in my hands And its all up the walls Well the stale chips are up
6 to 6 Then it's straight from the block to the mall Now what's on the wall? Go ahead and treat yourself When you come up on some cheddar better pop
take your time and rewind it back it , it won't change that I get a dollar , got a millions stacks So many million sales they be up on the pleques on the wall
rest Green to red machine head And I walk from my machine I walk from my machine Deaf, dumb and thirsty, starting to deserve this Leaning on my conscience wall Blood
power in nothing to lose Someone's spittin' blood Face down in the dirt Someone's thinking about a gun To try and stop the hurt Someone drew conclusions On the wall
, blinding truth If I couldn't see it, I was lost in my youth But I'm going back to Memphis - after you. ?If I could have seen you With blood on your
's right) When your bad (Pull your pants down) You get time out 'Cause I'm cold (Cold) Blooded (Blooded) Boy who does it belong to Cold (Cold) Blooded (Blooded
always young Is always young, always young The night is always young Yeah, I've been seeing them strip To the bone in the mirror on the wall Seeing
our souls believe, we will always be Blood brothers time can't divide What our hearts have said with a drop of red Blood brothers, the bond we made, never will break Blood
aphids on the lettuce And I ate every one And after I was done The salsa melted off my tongue Pieces of tortilla Got stuck in my throat And the stains on
the walls We looked to one another, the children shut their mouths The whirling and the turning of destruction filled our house The blood-thirsty yearning
again as you heal Here it is I'm feeling it [Repeat Chorus:] Oh He died, He died to rectify my hopeless situation And His blood commands my guilt to leave Now on
thuggin on them hoes Red bottom heals she got blood on her toes I was like "damn where you from? What's your name?" You know what I'm reppin got it swinging on
, it's coming all back to me, 1983 I've got something that I've kept inside And the blood is on the blade You're there sucking on a lollipop Like you