qualifying for topical tourny, i picked the topic "blood"
Story behind the song
qualifying for topical tourny, i picked the topic "blood"
Lyrics
yo my homie got shot, i seen his blood spillin
time seemed to stop, he said he lost feelin..
i still wasnt believin, he was barely breathin..
shot by a crip for wearin red when he seen em
thaought he was a blood, now hes swallowin blood
layin on the pavement steady "hollerin dub"
yellin to my mother, quick get a cover
fuck man - this kids practically my blood brother
always there for me, now im here returnin it
i took my jacket off and made him a tourniquet,
call an ambulance, yo call nine one one
tell them to hurry, or else my sons done..
man his heart is bad, get my car out fast,
we goin now, he cant feel his arms and back..
every second that pass, it seems my hearts skips
cause his lifes goin faster than the fuckin car is
one of the realest layin, now angels feel his pain
bloods thicker than water, but it spills the same
my duke didnt make it, its seriously got me trippin
i couldnt even save him, my blood types diferent
\wonder if dubs sane, too late ive done changed..
i even got rid of the car cause of the blood stain
thought just get crossed, until my heads lost
now im sittin with a needle in my arm at red cross
