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(Blood spillin in the streets!) The what?(Blood spillin in the streets!)(Blood spillin in the streets!) The what?(Blood spillin in the streets!)[Journalist]Uhh, yo, yo, aiyyoAiyyo wit two precise niggaz, holdin the right biscuitsThere`ll be a lot of cats leakin out they life liquidNiggaz who actin hard this ain`t Columbia Pictureswhen we throw two in yo` ass while you huggin on your mistressFrom Philly, where cats quick to mute you atCuckoo cats, twist back your FUBU capCrucial black - two chicks to screw you atThen they shove a poolstick where you doodoo atWhile you checkin on your pagers, weapons in your facesShot blazin, cops section off the pavementHoppin out with gauges, prepare for the occasionWe throw about eight in, the house that you was raised inMouthin off fakin`ll make you a loud patientAchin, with your arms in a alcohol basinAnd while your brain`s achin I`ma have your dame slavinCocaine and apron, over a flame bakinChorus: Journalist + Canibus[J] Niggaz take it for granted - until they layin dead on the granite[C] Innocent bystanders get shot by standin[J] Y`all better duck when you hear the cannon[Both] or y`all be checkin for leaks - Niggas`ll leave your blood spillin in the streets[J] Niggaz take it for granted - until they layin dead on the granite[C] Innocent bystanders get shot by standin[J] Y`all shoulda ducked when y`all heard the cannon now you layin deceased[Both] Niggas`ll leave your blood spillin in the streets[Canibus]Can you feel it? Nothin can save yaCause this is the season of the infrared laserAnd since I got time, what I`m gonna dois show you how you can get spotted by one tooCause I don`t give a fuck, I just cock back and bustWith more arms than an octopus, as if one gun wasn`t enoughI fuck around and pull eight outBlast your face off or blow your brains outNigga, I`ll leave you laid outThen I pull the gat in my waist outPut it in your mouthand keep squeezin til the whole clip is sprayed outTake the gun in my ankle brace out; shoot you in the stomach till I see the last meal you ate drain outYour face look spaced out, I gut you like a troutScream my name out while I`m scrapin your rib cage outSqueeze with the index, spray like a bottle of WindexBullets buzzin by your head like insectsFrom your head to your mid-sec`And I ain`t even shoot you in the legs or your limbs or your dick yetYour masculinity is questionable, you probably a homosexualJust the thought of havin a woman lay next to you probably threatens youYou probably look at grapes and see testiclesYou probably fantasize about vegetables like cucumbers and bananas havin sex with youAnd you probably let gerbels crawl up your rectum tooShame on you; I (*defecate*) on you and simultaneously (*urinate*) on youand pour some acid rain on youI stop your heartbeat with heat You weak nigga, I`ll leave your blood spillin in the streetChorus[C] Ayyo Journalist what you workin with?[J] Old school burners with barrels big enough for you head to fit in the circle shit What you holdin Canibus?[Canibus]30 bulllet banana clipsJust to handle the kick I gotta glue it to my hands and shitWe got permits to murder shitWe critically injure niggaz who deserve the shitPut em in a tournaquet[Journalist]Bomb proof Suburbans with tractor-tread tiresso we can ride through the dirt with it (drive over curbs with it)Merc in it, even over slippery surfaces we can swerve in it(And crash into niggaz who don`t deserve they shit)Try stoppin the dudes, you gotta be bruisedCockin the tools that knock you out your socks and your shoes[Canibus]We`ll leave you shoeless and keep shootinLook how much life liquid you losinYou need a blood transfusion[Journalist]In the back of a medic truck, shots in your neck and gutwhile we holdin our weapons up, I`m still reppin` Philly - what?(Blood spillin in the streets!) The what?(Blood spillin in the streets!)(Blood spillin in the streets!) The what?(Blood spillin in the streets!)Chorus.. The what? .. The what? ..

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