*(DMG)*
Yeah.
Make sure that sh** be playin real loud.
(Me and Yuk you know.)
Verse 1 *(DMG)*
Uh
now once again
me and my n***a
It's In My Blood
we straight k**as
I be the D and to the M an the M and to the G
comin from the M-P-L-S, S-T-P
all say it wit me
St. Paulin
southside n***as
forever ballin
lead you to the circle, meet n***as wit purple eyes
can't forget my n***as who live on the north side
Could you club what?
G-D's
throw up yo fins n***a
it's all mighty
now what it is, it's part two n***a
it's brand new (brand new)
juss fo' you
Now where you from n***a?
I'm from the Mid-West
Who want some n***a?
I leave yo sh** wet
Now is it you n***a?
You got the balls?
Well bring it on n***a, I k**s ‘em all
I thought you knew n***a
Oh you ain't hear the first?
It's In My Blood n***a
but now it's way worse
It's In My Blood.
(It's In My mutha f**in Blood! n***a!)
Chorus *(Yukmouth)*
It's In My Blood
smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds
and f**in wit these thugs n***a
It's In My Blood
you wonder why us n***as be hustalas
and out there sellin d** n***a
It's In My Blood
that drug money, stuff that sh** up under the rug
and make them cops bug n***a
It's In My Blood
n***as like me turn n***as like you into hustalas
f**in wit thugs, f**in wit us!
Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)*
Regime life
sh** trife n***a
slangin China white at night
get light n***a
2 point 2 pounds of white
my sh** tight n***a
What yo grip like?
Ship like a half a million when I'm f**in wit mics
bustin on mics
wit 5 mics to back it
kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my n***a D flip it backwards
Regime k**as n***a
the captain
the king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves
you n***as still jackin
that's why I'm livin ill, steel packin
dive on top of n***as and feel like Action Jackson, wit my 9 mill
blastin
a real a**a**in, juss invite me to your mansion homie
I bet a n***a'll come back that same night as a mask man demandin money
pandamony
see my fam is hungry
eat a can of phony emcees, then dump they a** in San Antoni
cuz n***as bologney like Oscar Myers
Mobb attire
makin cops retire the way I, hurdle over barber wire
fence this
I pimp sh**
relentless
the Guiness Book World Record holder, for f**in over the most b**hes
Regime sh**, the thug preachable
individual-ly, put n***as faces up on the obituals
I was taught to get the doe
It's In My Blood since I was crawlin on the rug
and pops was in the kitchen rockin up d**
Yes sir!
Back then, I knew who I was, a thug
and still a thug until they make me feel the slugs n***a
It's In My Blood!
*(Chorus)* 2x