Bad Blood lyrics

by

T-Rock


[Intro: T-Rock]
Oh yea, you n*ggas still wanna get gangsta?
I tried to squash the beef
But some n*ggas love gettin they ass handed to em
Some more of that Defcon sh*t, look

[Hook: T-Rock]
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep

[Verse 1: T-Rock]
Suit up in the black, I'm black, If you n*ggas cross me, i'll be soon to click
I don't think you wanna be in the presence of a lunatic
Can i make another heat? Boy i grip that pencil tighter, just to keep from blowin n*ggas brains on the window wiper
Fire up the weed, and take another sip of absolute
Keep me off the liquor, I don't like to fight, I'd rather shoot
One man wrecking crew, b*tch you better tell the truth
We're killers that look like strippers wearin khackie suits
Ain't no love for you playa hatin switch siders
Shoulda known you n*ggas wanted some di*k pride us
Don't let the smoke and mirrors [?]
I pray for peace, but I merc you and leave your b*tch tied up
A traitor on and up, under a G is goin be crazy, black ball me and i'll put my black balls in ya baby momma
I swore to god i'd never let the devil take me under, but these rappers so phony it makes me wanna spray they momma

[Hook: T-Rock]
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep

[Verse 2: T-Rock]
Snitches burn in hell, just for being tainted n*ggas
I shoot to kill, I ain't lookin where I'm aimin n*gga
When I see you i swear to god you're in danger n*gga
I got bad blood and want no transfusion changin n*gga
Since I was born I've been equipped for better killin'
Never apologetic after I'm poppin civilians
Sittin on millions, and still caught up in yo feelings
n*gga you suffered in the ass of a porno [?Brazilian?]
And kill that killa man, talk cause you won't shoot at all
And plus we know, I'm so sad, hell [?show?]
After I merc em in this town, he ain't goin be resuscitated
p*ss on your corpse and leave him eternally desecrated
Don't f*ck with me when I'm drunk and overly medicated
I won't hesitate to leave you and your spirit separated
When I see you it's "f*ck you, I won't be actin friendly"
I came in peace but he wanna bring out the train in me

[Hook: T-Rock]
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
I got bad blood, bad blood for you n*ggas
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
I got bad blood, bad blood motherf*cker
On the cool, don't let me see ya, up in these streets
I'ma act that fool, pull out the heel, put you to sleep

[Instrumental]

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