BLAQ POET - Bloody Mess lyrics

rate me

Aight. What's good? Yeah, Hoo-haa! Blaq Poet, kid.

Mad scientist Alchemist. It's a year round thing, you heard?

Hit these niggas off.

Yo, Poet's the wildest, the foulest, spitting malice

Since I was a child, I loved the challenge

I put in my hours, I build up my powers, I'm here to devour

All you cowards, the nine shell shower the block

Bitches on my cock now that I'm hot

Record companies wanting me to sign on the spot

You got give me my motherfucking shit off the top

Matter of fact, Year Round, that's how I rock

It's Gang Starr

First Family

NYG'z

The first time Bronx been down with QB

Yes, yes y'all, I be the best y'all

Your double vest can't even protect y'all

It's Blaq Poet, Queensbridge, bloody mess y'all

Them niggas suck, I came to bless y'all

Ayo, Poet's unstoppable

Rhyme remarkable

Skip the hospital, you dead when I target you

Don't try to do what I do

'Cause that's hard to do

Don't try to fuck with my crew

They put scars on you

I'm Queensbridge for rilly, no doubt

War's what I'm about, so y'all just cut it out

I got niggas in BK

Killers in Queens

Bronx and Manhattan

They show guns with Staten

My team is like all mad and

Thirsty for the drama

Word to my mama, most wanted like Osama

Y'all niggas need to stop, 'Cause when them guns pop

Y'all be hiding like bitch, while the real niggas drop

You all pussy anyway, smacked up anyday

Got something to say? Let the nine milli spray

I'm not hard to find out in the hood, crack slinging

Ready for any type of shit niggas think of bringing

Ayo, I come through blazing amazing niggas

Got you hoping Superman start saving niggas

Strictly headshots, motherfuck gracing niggas

I need money like Puff, Suge, Jay and them niggas

Got a million man marching fingers on triggers

I'm trying to sell ten mill, I ain't playing with niggas

I told you I was coming, here I am

The gat's in my hand

Mic in the other

Crazy motherfucker from the hood

Attacking the shit

The mack of the shit

Go platinum and still click crack on the strip

Search and destroy

All motherfuckers that want it

You and your boys

Swiss cheese from head to stomach

'Cause I don't care

I'm a nut like that, I bust my gat

I walk it, I talk it, it's actual fact

Niggas acting like Poet ain't spark this shit

I'm Queensbridge architect, I build this bitch

Brick by brick, barehands in the trenches

Walk around, you see my name in all the benches

Ask all the niggas and bitches who bear witness

Who made the most crack money? Just ask the snitches