Bloody Mess-Blaq Poet
DOLBY 杜比全景声 下载
臻品母带 下载
臻品全景声 下载
臻品音质
HIRES Hi-Res 下载
FLAC 无损flac 百度云网盘下载
APE 无损ape 格式下载
320MP3 极高mp3 歌曲下载
128MP3 标准mp3 百度网盘下载
192OGG 较高ogg 下载
192AAC 较高aac 下载
96AAC 标准aac 百度云下载
Loading...
TXT Bloody Mess-Blaq Poet 文本歌词
Bloody Mess - Blaq Poet
(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 niggas 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 shell shower the block
B**ches on my cock now that I'm hot
Record companies wanting me to sign on the spot
You got give me my motherf**king 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, bloody mess y'all
Them niggas 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**k 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 niggas 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 niggas need to stop, 'Cause when them guns pop
Y'all be hiding like b**ch, while the real niggas drop
You all p**sy 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 niggas think of bringing
(Chorus x2)
(Blaq Poet:)
Ayo, I come through blazing amazing niggas
Got you hoping Superman start saving niggas
Strictly headshots, motherf**k gracing niggas
I need money like Puff, Suge, Jay and them niggas
Got a million man marching fingers on triggers
I'm trying to sell ten mill, I ain't playing with niggas
I told you I was coming, here I am
The gat's in my hand
Mic in the other
Crazy motherf**ker 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**kers 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
Niggas acting like Poet ain't spark this sh*t
I'm Queensbridge architect, I build this b**ch
Brick by brick, barehands in the trenches
Walk around, you see my name in all the benches
Ask all the niggas and b**ches who bear witness
Who made the most crack money? Just ask the snitches
(Chorus x2)
