Bloodline
[Intro]
No matter how we try. We never have to fuss
No matter how we try. We never have to fu-Never have-Never have

Wordship

H-H-H-Homage got the vibes

Perfect

[Hook]
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight!
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight
[Verse One]
Yeah I’m a killa, don’t believe me? Check my bloodline
Wanna fight? Bark Bark, like a canine
Stab you eight times, see yo ass on dateline
People that fuck with me, yeah they know they find a goldmine
Borderline, brought to life like Frankenstein
Ima run and win the race like finish line
Haters think they know! Ain’t seen the storyline
Tryna bring me down! But I’m on cloud nine! Yeah
This is where I think we draw the fucking line
I’m fine don’t worry, boy is genuine
Get the stories straight. Don’t mean to intertwine
Need it to be symmetrical like Jeffery Pine!

[Hook]
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight!
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight
[Verse Two]
I think I’ve proved my rhymes are as cold as the frost bite
But that don’t mean that they ain’t fire like a campsite
Contradictions in my mind but it’s alright
Oh I’m sorry, Lil rappers caught some stage fright?
All about the peace don’t need a gun fight
But if I have to pull the piece I got y’all in sight
No less than a hundred degrees fahrenheit
Im hungry and cookin’ to feed my appetite
All I got to really do is read and recite
Down right, this shit make up my bloodline
DNA within my veins and they remain
Till I bury all the whack rappers remains!

[Hook]
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight!
I say I’m gassed up it’s in my bloodline
(It’s in my bloodline)
I’m stop and I’m go like a traffic light
(Like a traffic light)
Got the high score in this game of life. And we gon’ show em’ that we made to write, made to fight