Ghostface Killah - Blood On The Streets lyrics

rate me

Cash messed down

I got level my level

So I can get through

I got to stay focused

Goin’ to the dealer face

For you to get more in the same place

Thinkin’ it’s all about the strategies

I look down in my bag

And see a tack of cheese

Start making calls, hard artillery

Landmines and shit, niggaz are just killing me

In the front of the block

All magic happens

Call 911, report a kidnapping

Let’s bring you back to the block from the new lines

I started from the shoe box

You poor lot but I’ll school you how to do drops

MIT sucks playin’ from the roof top

92 clocks banging’ from my blue tops

It’s me and you

I dig you

You forgot I’m the one who let you ride

Yellow blue squares

Yeah nigga I’m the wind shield

Can never fear ,fuck boy

You can just live here

Can you kiss here?

Put you in the wheelchair

And leave you there

You know you know me

Motherfucker

It’s me nigga

You should have stayed gone, motherfucker

You can’t quit like you’re supposed to

Brains all over the block, it’s hot

Get back to me in this tree

With the bomb set

Detonate like a war vet

Bombs are droppin’

I'm taking out kneecaps of anyone standing

Perfect timing, perfect planning

I'm fillin' funeral homes and graves,

It's no surprise

GFK, the only one to survive

You should have looked back

Cause when the real kids come at you

Nigga ,it’s over