Get It In Blood

I'm yawning while I'm waking to the early morning gunfire

Another day another scar to require

Jumped out my bed, tried to break my alarm

Took a shower, and then I strapped on my firearm

Grabbed my Pelle Pelle cause I wanna look fly when I die,

But it ain't my turn to say goodbye

How do I know? Some people call it instinct

I like to call it my luck, who gives a fuck

I'm stuck, in this environment and can't depart from it

And if I try I always end up back where I started

Plan A, square 1, there's no escapin'

So I've come to realize my truth

Tryna live my full life until my time is through

Clocks tickin', so I don't got no time for you

As I head outside, amongst the rest of the animals

Is where I feel relaxed and safe and I can stand still

It's sorta like a family bond

We gather up all the soldiers and form into an ignition

A swarm of kids, now it's on again, drinking straight from the bottle, warm gin dripping down my chin

For the ones securing, you can't win against 25 niggas bent up with mac 10 semi-automatics, full-addicted crime addicts

So long as there is cash involved, I gotta have it

There's many different levels to the criminal mind

Either you in it for the money or you wasting your time


My destiny will be the death of me

Forever loving my peoples, hustling

It's only right, niggas be juggling to survive

It's only crime that provides for me

So I resort to puffing dimes and dreaming of pushing a ride

Negative thoughts fill my brain but it's the projects to blame

Niggas forever getting loot while standing out in the rain

So when the sun shine, niggas will be writing a rhyme

And if a nigga owing, blood is how I'm taking mine

As I climb the ladder, of success with techs

Though I rather not have to watch my back get threat

But it's like that, so while you just fucked, getting touched,

Your man wasn't aware, that's why that nigga got bucked

I realize open my eyes once this shit got real

There's mad drama on the Hill when niggas getting blue steel

I love my niggas for that, we keep it real, get loot

And our identity is wearing army certified suits

Most def, my people hold me down whenever with me

Talking all that bullshit but it's the gats the rules the streets

Survival of the fittest automatics recommended

Given a life sentence to crime until my life is ended


Niggas wanna point guns in my face, so what? (What? What?) I'm taking mines in blood

Niggas forever talking shit, so what? (And what?) I'm taking mines in blood

Try to jam me on pack, so what? (And what?) I'm taking mines in blood

Niggas running out their mouth, so what? (Motherfucker) I'm taking mines in blood

How we do it, how we do it. (We taking ours in blood x2)

How we do it, how we do it. (We taking ours in blood x2)

We taking ours in blood. This city got me trapped like an animal with criminal thoughts

I can't seem to turn away from this unknown force

If only I can lay my hands on the source of my trouble

Then maybe I can heal my scar before it bubbles,

It's like a play, and there ain't no cure

We observe this world's filth, therefore we're un-pure

My life is like a bad dream I can't seem to shake

Only my peoples who are equal understand or relate

The way we live is never planned, it just happened that way

So until tomorrow I'll just be surviving today

I'm just another man, on this planet living for death

Pops gone, I had to learn to be a man myself

But I, don't stress that

He did his dirt, now he pays back waiting in a federal laid back

Pops, times is different and things ain't the same

It's worse than ever, to get paid we do whatever

See some rather achieve goals and be a scholar

I rather get locked like you, earning a 6-digit dollar

Making the desert bird holler

Doing white collar crimes, but the fed time is hard to swallow

And digest so I protest the pen

I rather die before the jail cell sucks me in

And my peoples we all share the same thinking

We all the same on the same tempo, making cowards perpetual

Pull out the tech, automatic metro

My shots chase you 'round corners, leaving your family a bunch of mourners

And I'm all-around, point as that, if you feel me you're guaranteed something you can feel back


Kid, you don't know me, you don't wanna know me

You tried to blow me your weak side just showed me

Stepped out my door on 41st Side at 12,

Didn't see my crew around so I got bent for search,

I had to jet back upstairs so I can stash my 9

It was a Friday night Rikers had it bad one time

Cause niggas getting bagged on a regular son

D's like "Fuck the drugs, all we want is the guns,"

So I proceed with caution, eyes open whenever walking

Niggas be ass talking then be victims of extortion

Hold myself down the only way I know

Niggas pumping back in streets, in debt cause they owe

Street life is like a trial, ass out if you blow

The maximum is death son you know how that go

Got me on point, paranoid for life

That's why I walk the street with heat especially at night

I represent the North side I hold the title and pride

And when its on, I use the infrared for guide

Aim it at your temple, with no remorse and never sentimental

My crew is cold-hearted from all the foul shit we been through

Surviving shootouts, bullets hitting the fence, sparking,

Buck my fingers, with guns niggas I'm marking til the blocks darkened

Doing my thing, let my gun clap

It's like that!