They Want My Blood
DJ Kay Slay, Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes
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I never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood Never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood What you want from me? (Woo) Such a tragedy (Woo) They want my blood, they want my blood They want my blood, they want my blood Mula, look They want me dead, I want they names They say I'm washed up 'cause I hide all these stains But I hop on these tracks and I stop all these trains And I hop off the plane, that's when I turn to rain You got me on your mind, hope I die on your brain But I'm speaking my mind, that's when I'm born again And I lean to the side and pour out a lil' drank 'Cause we deep as the mob, so let Prodigy drink I got one check in mind, you know I want it blank They say they want my blood, okay, I'll call a gang I'm a be with my hive, we don't buzz 'cause we bang Do more drugs than we slang, diamond studs in my fangs And I'm Southern as Frank's, hospitality stinks Change my name from Dwayne to just Rob The banks, nine to five, no thanks, walk the line And Flanks, that's my slime, Kay Slay and this verse was slain Tunechi, amen I never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood I never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood What you want from me? (Woo) Such a tragedy (woo) They want my blood, they want my blood (you want my blood, don't you?) They want my blood, they want my blood Look It's the conglomerate bitch, get with the franchise, y'all I'm past blessing niggas, now I'm about to baptize y'all, listen You wanna sip the blood of a god while nibbling bread? Communion, watching niggas fiend for the crack, but Reagan is dead now Unfortunate for y'all, I was anointed to be The one who possessed the blood of Musa and was appointed by me (ha) And make a statue of the kid mo'fucka, analyze my struggle Barbaric with beatings, reorganize my muscle Closin' traffic while leanin' up in a dome bubble Vice and me don't panic with beef and struck you with brass knuckles Bitch, you wan' challenge the chief? Lay in your man's puddle of blood I'm savage, you weak (hahaha), see, I demand trouble They wanna put my blood in a capsule and lift they man's hustle I'm quick to defend, a Glock'll make a giraffe buckle I'm nice, fifth of Henny, then got the semi, pull off the muzzle (rah) Lay 'em down and then finish the nigga, toss the shovel (uh) I'm gonna put 'em on notice and form a strong huddle I'll always move with a few of the iron men and bring a strong couple Come for my blood if you want, nigga I never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood Never seen nobody movin' like this They don't want it with me now They want my blood, they want my blood What you want for me? (Woo) Such a tragedy (Woo) They want my blood, they want my blood They want my blood, they want my blood
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Written by: Trevor, Jr Smith, Dwayne Carter, Keith Grayson
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