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Game

Genres: Hip-Hop

You Are The Blood Lyrics - Game

You are the blood flowing through my fingers* 

All through the soil and up in those trees 

1-9-7-9 That was the year California would go blind 

My Momma had a son, a fully automated Gun 

11 pounds seven ounces Compton here we come 

My first night in my crib 

I heard somebody screaming 

A Couple Gunshots, 

Then some tires screeching 

My father reaching, what is he grabbing? 

He rolled me over in my crib, 

Just to get his magnum 

Is he a policeman? 

That's what I'm thinking. He can't be that 

Bcuz he do heroin and he be drinking 

Shopping baby powder up on my momma mirror 

Mexican chicks in my kitchen cookin 

Lookin' like shakira 

I'm in my high chair, 

They naked, this is Rated R. 

Think I ain't payin attention 

Cuz u slide me a Gerber jar? 

Then my momma walked in with an orange box 

I couldn't read what it said cuz she leaned over and said... 

[Chorus:] 

You are the Blood flowing through my fingers 

And I could feel it in my heart, my mom's said it from the start 

That I would always be the reason blood flowing... 

All through the soil and up in those trees 

First day of kindergarten shoe strings for a belt 

Moms worked the graveyard, too tired, 

so I dressed myself 

Who Goes to School in a Freddy Krueger Flannel? 

Black Chuck Taylors and I never liked sandals 

A Lotta birthdays but we ain't never light candles 

Gang of Christmas gifts 

but I ain't never seen Santa 

So I waited up one year 

Guess who came through my garage 

My Daddy with a Toysaraus Bag 

Hit the lights! Aha! 

Uh-uh I ain't goin for that 

I got presents I can see em! 

Cuz they ain't wrapped 

From a race track to a Dre track 

Don't wear overalls no more 

But a nigga stay strapped! 

The Rumour round my middle school 

was that I can't rack 

There wasn't a locker in that motherfucker 

I ain't paint black 

And now I'm doin doughnuts in this maybach 

Reminiscing bout detention, teachers used to say that... 

[Chorus:] 

You are the blood flowing through my fingers 

And I could feel it in my heart, my mom's said it from the start 

That I would always be the reason blood flowing... 

All through the soil and up in those trees 

 

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