Traces of my Bloodtype

Lyrics

Traces of my bloodtype Was found at the scene of the crime I didn't mean to blow that hoe mind I didn't mean to blow that stupid hoe mind But yo, yeah She had the nerve to say she had my baby Yo this bitch must be crazy Talkin' about her baby got traces of my bloodtype (6 kids, 6 kids) And I ain't even fucked the hoe Yo, traces of my bloodtype was found all over Jimi Hendrix guitar I spilled some blood on Elvis' blue suede shoes I guess that's why he a movie star (he all shook up) Traces of my bloodtype was found in the backseat of a 6-trey Ragtop Chevrolet Homey don't play 'Cause these are traces of my bloodtype (6 kids found dead) Traces of my blood type was found on the cross Jesus Christ got crucified on Lived and died on Suicide on Traces of my bloodtype Traces of my bloodtype was found at the scene of the crime When Rodney King got beat Malice Green got beat to death, though 'Cause these are traces of my bloodtype (1 dead, 1 alive) 'Cause life ain't nothin' but a whiskey dream Goin' insane like Kurt Cobain Blowin' out my brains just to prove a point That I ain't afraid to die And why 'Cause traces of my bloodtype were found Every time someone draws down And the blood stains hit the ground In the inner city, it ain't pretty It's a disrespect for... And traces of my bloodtype are found at the scene of the crime Of some type of domestic violence One person dead in silence 'Cause she's a corpse now (her head shot off) And traces of my bloodtype was found at the Post Office When that kid ran in there and shot those people Just because his check didn't come on the third Word Traces of my bloodtype were found at the scene of the crime When Malcolm X got shot And it's all still a conspiracy But you don't hear me though Traces of my bloodtype All I'm sayin' is life's fucked up So when you get dealt a couple blood stains And they test it And you find out it's traces of my bloodtype Then you'll know you did it