Jordan "MCEE JD" Damiano - Bloody necks lyrics

Neck is bloody but he is still ready His lungs are heavy but he is still ready Lungs sounding like a whistle at halftime But he still ready to spit fire next to the greatest for he is always ready Blood dripping from his neck like Dracula himself took a taste Blood is spilling from these gashes be it don't matter for he is always ready For the what is next to matter how high the foe may be it is all good For this little Italian in the hood