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blaq poet - bloody mess lyrics

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(blaq poet:)
aight. what’s good? yeah, hoo-haa! blaq poet, kid.
mad scientist alchemist. it’s a year round thing, you heard?
hit these n-gg-s off.

(blaq poet:)
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 sh-ll shower the block
b-tches on my c-ck now that i’m hot
record companies wanting me to sign on the spot
you got give me my motherf-cking sh-t 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

(chorus: x2)
yes, yes y’all, i be the best y’all
your double vest can’t even protect y’all
it’s blaq poet, queensbridge, bl–dy mess y’all
them n-gg-s suck, i came to bless y’all

(blaq poet:)
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 f-ck 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 n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s need to stop, ’cause when them guns pop
y’all be hiding like b-tch, while the real n-gg-s drop
you all p-ssy 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 sh-t n-gg-s think of bringing

(chorus x2)

(blaq poet:)
ayo, i come through blazing amazing n-gg-s
got you hoping superman start saving n-gg-s
strictly headshots, motherf-ck gracing n-gg-s
i need money like puff, suge, jay and them n-gg-s
got a million man marching fingers on triggers
i’m trying to sell ten mill, i ain’t playing with n-gg-s
i told you i was coming, here i am
the gat’s in my hand
mic in the other
crazy motherf-cker from the hood
attacking the sh-t
the mack of the sh-t
go platinum and still click crack on the strip
search and destroy
all motherf-ckers 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
n-gg-s acting like poet ain’t spark this sh-t
i’m queensbridge architect, i build this b-tch
brick by brick, barehands in the trenches
walk around, you see my name in all the benches
ask all the n-gg-s and b-tches who bear witness
who made the most crack money? just ask the snitches

(chorus x2)



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