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The Crown Out For Blood

you of your life Undead horror alive Pulling the trigger inside Out for blood, out for blood I want blood, I want you Out for blood, out for blood I want blood

Out for blood - Out for blood We prowl the streets at night Blood hot - Heart cold In the shadows we await To feast upon your soul Out for blood - Out for blood

, baby, up for the crown, baby We gets down, baby, up for the crown, baby Yo, the RM 80 is parked in the lot Right next to the Mercedes, keep the heat cocked For

manymanymany I used to be underrated Now I take iron, makes my s*** constipated I'm more concentrated So on my day off With David Sonnenberg I play golf Run through Crown Heights screaming out

to ride or die for every nigga I fool with this O.G nigga show me loved but never let me in his house or intoduced me to his blood... I asked him why

on the block would call ill? Never catch me at the ball out spot with small bills Innovative rapper, rhyme in new ways When I spit niggaz cough up blood for

game, leave the stadium for in stores Floss chains and I pimp whores, stay smoked out Shirt be poked out with the slums knows eight Six to jump out, you

aint easy growing up in california belive me,drive by hit connas aint easy,light it up for 2pac and easy,gotta show them we aint playing believe me,crowing

screaming out my rage Father! guide my hands through the battle fields My sons follow me now is the time to fight I'll show you a way stained of blood