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Life Liquid (Album Version|Edited) - Canibus
(Blood spillin in the streets ) The what
(Blood spillin in the streets )
(Blood spillin in the streets ) The what
(Blood spillin in the streets )
Yo With two precise niggas
Holding the right biscuits
There'll be a lot cats leaking
Out their life liquid
Niggaz who acting hard this
Ain't Columbia Pictures
When we throw two in your a**
While you huggin on your mistress
From Philly with cats quick to mute you at
Cuckoo cats twist back your Fubu cap
Crucial black two chicks to screw you at
Then they shove a poolstick
Where you doodoo at
While you checking on your pagers
Weapons in your faces
Shot blazing cops section off the pavement
Hopping out with gauges
Prepare for the occasion
We throw about eight in
The house that you was raised in
Mouthing off faking will make you a
Mouth patient
Aching with your arms in a alcohol basin
And while your brain's aching
I'ma have your dame slaving
Coc*ine and apron over a flame baking
Niggas take it for granted
Until they layin dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders gett
Shot by standard
Y'all better duck when
You hear the cannon
Or y'all be checkin for leaks
Niggas'll have your blood spillin in the street
Niggas take it for granted
Until they laying dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders getting
Shot by standard
Y'all shoulda ducked when
Y'all heard the cannon
Now you laying deceased
Niggas'll leave your blood spilling
In the street
Can you feel it Nothing can save ya
'Cause this is the season of infra-red laser
And since I got time what I'm going to do
Is show you how you can get spotted by one too
'Cause I don't give a f**k
I just cock back and bust
With more arms than an octopus
As if one gun wasn't enough
I f**k around and pull eight out
Blast your face off or blow your brains out
Ni**a I leave you laid out
Then I pull the gat in my waist out
Put it in your mouth and keep squeezing
'Til the whole clip is sprayed out
Take the gun in my ankle-brace out
Shoot you in the stomach 'til I see the
Last meal you ate drain out
Your face looks spaced out I gut you
Like a trout
Scream my name out while
I'm scrapping your ribcage out
Squeeze with the index spray like
A bottle of Windex
Bullets buzzing by your head like insects
From your head to your mid-sec
And I ain't even shoot you in your legs
Or your limbs or your dick yet
Your masculinity is questionable;
You probably a homosexual
Just the thought of having a woman laid
Next to you probably threatens you
You probably look at grapes and see testicles
You probable fantasize about vegetables
Like cucumbers and bananas having sex with you
And you probably let gerbils crawl up your rectum too
Shame on you I defecate on you and
Simultaneously urinate on you
Pour some acid-rain on you
I stop your heartbeat with heat
You weak ni**a I leave your blood
Spilling in the streets
Niggas take it for granted
Until they layin dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders gett shot by standard
Y'all better duck when you hear the cannon
Or y'all be checkin for leaks
Niggas'll have your blood spillin in the street
Niggas take it for granted
Until they laying dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders getting shot by standard
Y'all shoulda ducked when
Y'all heard the cannon
Now you laying deceased
Niggas'll leave your blood spilling in the street
Aiyo Journalist what you working with
Old school burners with
Barrels big enough for you
Head to fit in the circle sh*t
What you holding Canibus
30 bulllet banana clips
Just to handle a kick I gotta
Glue it to my hands and sh*t
We got permits to murder sh*t
We critically injure niggas who
Deserve the sh*t put em in a tourniquet
Bomb proof Suburbans
With track to tread size
So we can ride through the dirt with it
Drive over curbs with it
Murken it even over slippery surfaces
We can swerve in it
And crash into niggas who don't insert their sh*t
Try stopping it dudes you gotta be bruised
Cocking the tools and knock you
Out your socks and your shoes
We'll leave you shoeless and keep shooting
Look how much life liquid you losing
You need a blood transfusion
In the back of a medic truck shots
In your neck and gut
While we holding our weapons up
I'm still repping 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 )
Niggas take it for granted
Until they laying dead on the granite
Innocent bystanders getting shot by standard
Y'all shoulda ducked when y'all heard the cannon
Now you laying deceased
Niggas'll leave your blood spilling in the street
