Chorus Shoot you in yo head makin' sure your dead Everybody's talkin' about the way that you bled But ain't no rats around because the u is in the clear
I got my first real six-string Bought it at the five-and-dime Played it till my fingers bled Was the summer of '69 Me and some guys from school Had
the sounds from my bed I think somebody's bled All over something someone's keeping clean I don't need anything, just make it bright Then turn it low You don't need
What the fuck! At ten when does the kill They stab ya neck with the finger until you've bled and my quill This veteren's ill, thinkin' you can better my skill Ya need
rappers, Are penned at the papes of no cred actors, Those haters, no you don't phase us, Cos you don't know shit so, you're on a need to know basis,
passion, Their love was dead, I was writing papes but getting fuck all said, So I polished my shit until my knuckles bled, Treading thin ice and all
was lost but You came and found me You left Your thrown thinking about me You bled and died to show me mercy You gave Your all because You saw my need
they were forming up that line Were so many walking before me, some helped me pick up mine Right in front and behind, yeah, I have all I need as a sign
Hey now, hey now now I got nothing to say I ain't said before I bled all I can, I won't bleed no more I don't need no one to understand Why the blood
I see their lips move But all I hear is shit They act so intellectual But they do crimes they don't admit We need action in the street Moving with the
I just needed a lover and I needed a friend And there you were Running from forever like all the rest Three simple words bled me dry Three simple word bled
Go after every coin like it was The last in the world and protect the wayward child" But I'm a little lost sheep I need my Bo Peep, you know I need my
needs Everybody wants, everybody bleeds, let's go And that's why everyone wants a piece of the action Everybody needs the main attraction I've got what everybody needs
they write it on a wall People see you and they turn their heads Whisper words you might have said Point to a spot where you may have bled Then they
need some more Just need some more time It's not how we should say goodbye Wasted my time And I thought you were stronger Than ones before When I said that I needed
like a 9 Keep my finger on the trigger waiting for the right time Ancient niggas align, path of cosmic design Blood of kings ?cause Saturn?s rings don?t need
Look what I got for Valentine's Day: Lady Luck came along, took my dreams away, And the tears hurt more than a broken nose - I bled from the thorns of