Bleeding me home Chills through the bone Fall to Earth my sacred sparrow In your wing a medicated arrow, no? Now there's nowhere to go Bleeding me home
they fin to attack me Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep Fuck the police, I give a damn if they catch me Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me
Hustlers He took a full clip from another player's 25 I told him, stay home, rest up, I got enough gunning And he said he's rolling with me, if you
And I'd give up forever to touch you Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be And I don't want to go home
my homey from the hood done relocated uphill And he tellin me, how good that the weed is The numbers on the hustle, and how we both can bleed it I'm addin
it how you wanna But ain't nothin impress me for the last three summers I don't give a fuck how disrespected you may feel Nigga see me when you see me
deja vu And the day ya'll do (Wus up!) It'll be the day ya'll bleed Wrist minus 80 degrees King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave (tell em!) Who
to get the bread yeah that's what the students gather from what the principal said they make you think the world bleeds green instead of read but class
everythin' I want They gave me a power of rhyme and make bump [verse 3] Chinchilla coat and hat tycoon Don't call me your son! Respect me! I got at home
rocks in the Pyrex Tan khakis and them Nike Airs with the dyed checks I was forced to live this life, forced to bust my chrome My pops left me in a foster home
s deja vu And the day y'all do (Wus up) It'll be the day y'all bleed Wrist minus 80 degrees King of Harlem ain't nobody made me leave (Tell 'em) Who else
took time for granted Its all right ma As child of the sixties All along the watchtower I cant bet they gonna miss me Im only bleeding Every grain in me
Insane Clown Posse ICP, about to take you way back, way back that is, to Vernor Posse, up Me and Shaggy 2 Dope in the home away from home In the black
I tell them I'm alone and I'm only 13 Lookin' for a good time, ya know what I mean? Bring me some Funions and a slurpy Promise not to hurt me, or give me
dial oooo it aint nutn, but a call away, come home, find yo baby sista in the hallway 9-1-1, but its too late, she lookin like a maxi-pad bleeding through
on speed dial Oh it ain't nothing but a call away Come home find ya baby sister in the hallway 9-1-1 But its to late she looking like a maxi pad Bleeding
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains bitch 2 more got to go and I got the aim still [gunshots] Don't blame this I said you was go bleed when
ya feel good I'm down for a gangster strap can't you tell I know a buildin' down with me of the melph a mene and del a rell Tec-9, lil' ya me myself
