Blood In My Eye

Lyrics

[Intro: Hussein Fatal] Whatever it is that's what is gon' be nigga Hussein Fatal, the outlaw don, Blood In My Eyes Yeah, Triple O stand up, got your mind's back right Jerse's mobbin' these cowards all the time You know gunnin' 'em down Everything like that Smooth stayin' forty below on these cowards Early nigga Outlaw status alone got these niggas on freeze Get down or lay down Draw heat and protect your self, Rule holla at yo' peoples nigga [Verse 1: Ja Rule] From now on call me the don, and bitches call me don da da Wherever I go niggas soon to follow Like when I dropped my first joint makin' the world holla I kept it Between Me And You Cause that's what real street niggas do Put It On Me, 'cause even thugs get lonely Sometimes I Cry, for niggas I'ma baptize When will they realize I Live It Up Cop the coke sell it and re' it up, I'm Always On Time Keep the bitches Mesmerized from the Thug Lovin' Load the clip, cock back the nine, open mouth shove it Down the throat, look in his eyes and squeeze like fuck it And they think my niggas do this shit for nothin' Where my wild lil duggins, lookin' to get a come up Come on in and catch the angel that's fallen Call me Lord when it's my time, and I'll arrive With blood in my eyes [Hussein Fatal Talking] That's what real niggas do you know We hold it down for each other We don't waste time we get it done, why not, why wouldn't we, you know That's what goes down you know You draw yours, I draw mine, whoever get the drop that's what it is We live by those laws, why wouldn't we? The object (Yo) is to get it done Let's go It's nothin' [Verse 2: Ja Rule] Fuck the world and the bigger pussies that run it Rule for prez cause I'm one of the best that done it On the M-I, these niggas spittin' semi, to get by But never really get right, livin' up off the hid-ype DMX was my dog, but now we just dog fight He suckin' on glass dicks callin' 'em crack pipes And I'm hearin' you lettin' your health slide these days And your latest bid, looked like you contracted the AIDS Who the fuck you callin' gay, nigga? Must've been talkin' to Em and Dre, nigga Pour out a lil liquor, and rest in peace 2Pac Shakur 'Cause you let us know that Dre was a queer before And Marshall how dare you use his name in vain Son of a panther, you'll never understand his pain But you do understand trailer parks and cocaine Disrespectin' your mother what fuckin' part of the game is that, man? I guess this world needs change So we got it, and now I gotta put 'em in the grave Red dot 'em, before they put us in a cage Rule and Gotti, America's most wanted to many Come and get meeeeeeeee!!! (Pretty soon you're gonna pay)