Yeah! [Verse:] I feel theres something thats hidden inside It creeps up my spine and takes over my mind I can't control it no I think I'm losing control
'll cut out your eyes One more time left to say your goodbyes SO SAY 'EM We can't we cannot stop the growth We can't we cannot stop bad blood OH YOU
: Yeah! [Verse:] I feel theres something thats hidden inside It creeps up my spine and takes over my mind I can't control it no I think I'm losing control
Yeah! [Verse 1:] I feel there's something thats hidden inside It creeps up my spine and takes over my mind I can't control it no I think I'm losing
day, I am trapped inside a dillinger, Villains only of thinking of ways to get out of this god awful place. I just learned that my fate is something I cannot escape
strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
There were lights and sirens, gunshots firin Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent Seemed like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle Blood
time to find all the answers... Can we escape from the shade of fate ~From the voices in my head Whispering again and again Can you feel the cold embrace of fate
strapped an' they tryin' to twist my beer cap It's court adjourned for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm What the blood
the floor Bad blood better no blood at all Used me up without permission The taste of last night's sex in my mouth My breath is blood and sweat Choking
- There were lights and sirens, gunshots firin Cover your eyes as I describe a scene so violent Seemed like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle Blood
pride Beat it, break down only on my skull fits the crown My throne, my law is here to stay into the dark, the bad, in my domain It's raining blood
strapped, and they trying to push my big cap It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood
[Joe Budden:] Yeah... talk to 'em! Ohh HUH? Joey! It's, it's, that on top Must be I'm just avoidin the inevitable, dodgin my fate So many things a nigga gotta escape
who's lying in a pool of blood dying Peace sells but who's buying Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood Stranger in hell buy America
