ignorance, suffered the selfishness, pushed past our weaknesses, you can't deny this! We are the new blood, this is what we still live for, stick through
telling some stories First there's this arrogant fuck, his names Cory Hung around my mans like he a big Trevor Trevor's still locked up, likes getting
for the sickest state of mind, in these fatal times, vesh crimes Nickel play the nine and niggas for the dime Hear the sounds of them baby's cry Still
in the same vote Just because we comin' up quick they think we slang dope They shootin' ta kill, they gas ain't sparkin' goods They shot my long time partner rudy in cold blood
back, we back, we back) We all we got, yo, know I want y'all do? Yo Aiyo, stand at attention, raise your right arm, salute Roll the carpet out, watch all the Bloods
that 50 got on Quit fantasizing 'bout that man life, and live yo own You ain't neva be hard, yo mammy titty fed you too long Probably still suck it if
both hands Both hoes dressed like nurses, I guess they role playin He comes to as the rooms circle and comes to a stop He not certain or not is he still
boys down, suckas is a clown. 713 im the king of the town. Im still underground, im still hoover Screw. (RIP) Im still comin hard and im still ridin
with it all and I'm still alive Let the end of the world come tumbling down I'll be the last man standing on the ground As long as I got blood rush
move wit such stamina Slugs missed ya, I ain't mad at cha (we ain't mad at cha) Blood rushin, concussions, ain't nothin Catch cases, come out frontin,
come up quick and then fall I've seen you frontin' for your broad like her pussy's the bomb Clowns findin' their stash gone but my cash is long So I'ma
And I come out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot maker Stand
it up Agony was the feelin' when I saw his blood spilling Poppin' lip and taking over his tip is why he had to kill him Now his bodies in chalk and no longer
in me hand (Play, play, roll, hand) And they can't understand that We ran with the Murda Mo, Murda Mo, Murda Mo Rippin' them guts and drippin' that blood (Blood, blood
be runnin' for office, got no time to lose Suckin' the blood out of the genius of generosity You've been rollin' your eyes, you've been teasin' me Standin
getting closer now, open your eyes Wake up my dear young friend And hate shall fade away I will not move, yet I'll stand still, instead There on the battlefield he stands
hair among the stones And saw what was to come All this will pass There will be blood among the corn And heroes in the hills But there is more to come
