Blood On The Leaves (Glenn Acy & Guaracha House Mafia Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Nina Simone] Guaracha House Mafia Blood on the leaves [Verse 1: Kanye West] I just need to clear my mind now It's been racin' since the summertime Now I'm holdin' down the summer now And all I want is what I can't buy now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I told you to wait Yeah, I told you to wait So I'ma need a little more time now 'Cause I ain't got the money on me right now And I thought you could wait Yeah, I thought you could wait These bitches surroundin' me (Black bodies) All want something out me Then they talk about me Would be lost without me We could've been somebody (Guaracha House Mafia) Thought you'd be different 'bout it Now I know you naughty So let's get on with it We could've been somebody 'Stead, you had to tell somebody Let's take it back to the first party When you tried your first molly [Verse 2: Kanye West] To all my second-string bitches, tryin' get a baby Tryin' get a baby, now you talkin' crazy I don't give a damn if you used to talk to JAY-Z He ain't with you, he with Beyoncé, you need to stop actin' lazy She Instagram herself like #BadBitchAlert He Instagram his watch like #MadRichAlert He only wanna see that ass in reverse Two-thousand-dollar bag with no cash in your purse Now you sittin' courtside, wifey on the other side Gotta keep 'em separated, I call that apartheid Then she said she pregnant-ated, that's the night your heart died Then you gotta go into your girl and report that Main reason 'cause your pastor said you can't abort that Now your driver say that new Benz, you can't afford that All that cocaine on the table, you can't snort that That go into that, all that money that the court got [Outro: Kanye West & Nina Simone] Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar trees From the poplar trees That summer night holdin' long and long, 'din long (Breeze, breeze) No waiting for the summer rose and (Breeze) And breathe and breathe (Guaracha House Mafia) And breathe and breathe (Breeze, breeze) And breathe and breathe (Black bodies swinging in the Southern breeze) And live and learn (Breeze) And live and learn (Strange fruit hangin') And livin' and livin' like I'm lonely (From the poplar trees) Lonely, lonely (From the poplar trees) And livin' all I have And livin' all (Breeze, breeze) And live (Blood on the leaves) And live (Breeze, breeze, PMC)