Lyrics:
they mean by real life
Maybe I gotta get hurt
Maybe that's what I need
'Cause I got music in my bloodstream
Sometimes I just can't seem to bleed
I
bloodstreams
People lining up to get it, fantastic, knew how to flip it
Illegal substance constructed and plus addictive
Trusted and respected, almost got me
on a name, my pops chose for me
Bloodstream full of indo
Developing eyes looking out my belly button window
My father's face wears a frown
And I'm
We took it on the chin
The numbers were so grim
Bossed around by pricks
Stiffen upper lips
Yeah
Pacing in the yard
You're trying to take
me
Bloodstream full of indo, developing eyes
Looking out my belly button window
My father sighs
On his face he wears a frown
And I'm wondering
If they
already getting fucked by life
Tell me that it's love then change your mind
Only call me drunk and when it's late, late night
You can hit it from
Cope the circumference to get the duckets
When I touch this, deluxe this nycs throughout my bloodstream
So when I steam, all I dream is cream
Wrap
Cope the circumference to get the duckets
When I touch this, deluxe this nycs throughout my bloodstream
So when I steam, all I dream is cream
Wrap
Who lurked behind the rose
Cast iron for a bloodstream
And ice behind their eyes
On each and all those holy nights
When duster's dust becomes
I woke up among the confused, but yawning
The bloodstream came to collect dues this morning
For all the signs we drop, the parachute supplies
Are
Day by day grind
Have I used my time right
I'm speeding forward
Through Dimension Four
Day by day grind
Am I wasting my time
Have I gone too far
of stop and a big bag of go
So will you get up and dance with me
Oh that's alright that's fine by me
But have you got any change to spare
I would say that
panic to my bloodstream til I play the part.
Did I separate my body from my mind?
My mind is what I'm living through all of the time.
I'm riddled with
for me
Bloodstream full of indo
Developing eyes looking out my
Belly button window
My father's face wears a frown
And I'm wondering if they even want me
the bottles in.
I know you think that they're all your friends.
They're lying straight to your face.
I know about the devil in your bloodstream.
I know that
And I don't want to spend this Friday night,
like I had to spend last Friday night;
I don't want to spend this Friday night,
dying by the record
Death to whoever bumrushes through the bloodstream
Yo somethin ain't right I don't get it
I feel a vibe blood brothers are you with it
If I have to choose
I don't want to spend this Friday night
Like I had to spend last Friday night
I don't want to spend this Friday night
Dying by the record machine
Palm trees
Nice breeze
Good weed
Still sitting in my city reppin Saint Pete
Like a viper venom seeps
Into bloodstreams
Rappers weak
Come and hunt me
bloodstream
Are wearing thin
The anguish returns
As a new day begins
My lungs are caving in
As every memory flashes by
I know that deep within
The pieces fit
The bloodstream by the small intestine
[Pre-Chorus]
clcohol metabolism (yeah, oh yeah)
By the liver has limitations (yeah, oh yeah)
cbove this comes intoxication
Carried away by the undertow
Dragged by the sunlight to a world unknown
Blazing skies deliver me
From my catatonic fragility
I wander hopelessly
committee consider me
the trilogy of terror, whatever I do I bring light
You're blinded by the glare of the trendsetter
Beware when I strike, blueprints
i’m feeling foxy
Got the cocaine and the oxy
Nobody can stop me
I been all alone by myself
Nobody knows my soul i had to sell
Please baby wish me well,
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