Текст песни The Blue Blooded - Hilltop Hoods feat. The Blue Blooded Allstars
We
have
a
whole
lot
of
superstars
on
this
stage
here
tonight
And
I
want
you
to
know
one
thing,
this
is
Hilltop,
that's
where
the
blood
runs
Thick,
it's
where
kings
bury
there
loved
ones
Sick,
kids
guard
their
crop
with
a
slug
gun
From
rips,
move
like
Schapelle
on
a
drug
run
So
quick,
there's
kids
in
the
park
waiting
These
are
my
poison
diaries
like
Mark
Latham
So
start
hating,
though
you
know
in
your
heart
We've
been
owning
this
art
since
our
flow
in
the
park
You
can't
serve
me
like
Serena
and
Venus
Comparatively
I
leave
you
looking
like
the
machinist
Cats
know
they've
been
hit,
when
I
spike
the
mic
level
And
draw
blood
like
intravenous
Without
a
pencil
I'm
hell
bent
Leave
dents
in
the
condenser,
you
can
tell
when
Mortar's
been
in
the
booth
to
rhyme
I
don't
scratch
vinyl,
I
scratch
up
the
mic
with
my
canines
Mr
Trials,
young
ladies
jump
in
the
sack
I
never
kiss
and
tell
instead
I
fuck
it
and
brag
I'm
an
angry
drunk
when
I'm
grabbing
a
rum
And
skull
shots
till
we
fall
from
grace
like
Eric
Clapton's
son
South
of
the
country,
west
of
the
city
Chip
into
that
kitty
if
we're
going
to
be
drinking
until
the
skank
pretty
Will
he
attack?
When
he
snap,
got
the
track
like
Bring
it
back,
hear
him
rap?
Isn't
that
Funkoars?
You
can
find
us
staggered
in
a
cipher
Turning
human
traffic
to
a
five
car
pile
up
We
leave
them
all
for
dead
I
used
to
think
big
till
it
killed
L,
Pun,
Smalls
and
Kev
Like
bad
move,
got
you
looking
like
you're
eavesdropping
the
devil
And
T
set
the
theme
to
send
them
to
hell
Bet
on
it,
you're
never
better,
I
tell
them
again
Seddy
bury
every
adversary
he
put
against
Fresh
off
the
boat
with
an
impressive
approach
To
writing
rhymes
like
pressing
your
throat
The
unquestionable
dopeness,
and
oh
yes
It's
the
one
and
only,
in
the
house
like
the
gun
is
on
me
Got
you
gronks
saying
blimey
he's
clever
He's
brighter
than
that
sun
in
the
shiniest
of
weather
Girls
you
want
diamonds
forever?
Well
throw
your
hymens
the
sky
if
you
feel
the
vibe
None
of
gravities
properties
are
on
top
of
me
Can't
hold
me
back
from
taking
a
stab
like
Chopper
Read
Can't
hold
me
back,
I'm
back
around
again
like
stalkers
My
mic
holds
a
force
like
a
sword
or
a
tomahawk
To
Conan,
walking
with
no
man
now
'Cause
you
freeze
when
you
spit
like
a
snow
mans
mouth
Arouse
with
every
word,
first
you've
got
to
know
this
We
don't
belong
together
like
Rove
and
showbiz
And
we
what?
Run
with
crew
Whose
what?
Blood
is
blue
Through
life's
a
fucking
zoo
And
we
might
come
for
you
And
we
what?
Run
with
crew
Whose
what?
Blood
is
blue
Through
life's
a
fucking
zoo
And
we
might
come
for
you
The
saga
begin,
RPM
drama
again
My
lung
burn,
dangerous
carcinogen
Starving
like
Stalin
in
parliament
in
Prague
again
In
camouflage
targeting
In
Rock
Creek
Park,
carve
terror
in
the
bark
Blueprint,
build
pyramids
in
the
dark
The
blood
run
deep,
renegade
creep
Hilltop
connect
bro,
centigrade
heat
Muph,
some
give
me
shit
for
my
name
But
I
don't
give
a
shit
about
you
shit
for
brains
Been
a
long
while
so
I
know
the
game
It's
more
about
music
than
your
clothing
range
We're
here
to
overtake,
setting
the
standard
Obese
crew,
we're
the
devilish
family
Stand
on
stage
accepting
a
Grammy
For
the
most
incredible
rapping
since
edible
panties
Unforgettable
pansies
in
a
flickering
fit
Knickers
in
a
twist
in
a
spiral
of
shit
Undeniable
gift
with
decipherable
spits
My
fireball
pit
will
burn
you
Muppets
True
rugged,
blue
blooded
dignitary
Crews
love
it
when
we
do
something
visionary
Move
up
never
lose
touch,
living
ready
This
is
the
hard
road
cargo
hitting
heavy
Robby
Balboa
bless
the
text
Deliver
you
ticket
to
death
Rivers
of
rhythm
ripping
the
flesh
Triple
your
bets
on
the
primitive
pest
Selling
sick
smut
from
the
cinema
steps
It
begins
with
a
breath,
a
kid
killing
his
pets
Just
sitting
in
debt
when
I'm
feeling
a
wreck
Life's
a
bitch
and
so
we're
wringing
her
neck
Fuck
a
metro
in
a
pink
shirt
'cause
we're
kicking
the
set
The
Funkoars
and
the
Hilltop,
yes,
we
still
rocking
it
And
I
ain't
going
near
your
beer
unless
we
fucking
topping
it
I
drink
'til
I'm
all
over
the
shop
like
barcodes
And
as
far
as
rap
goes,
I've
mastered
my
flows
Certified
and
we
back
again
to
wreak
havoc
With
these
pads
and
pens
so
understand
my
friend
We
about
to
take
over
just
like
Hove
spit
it
To
the
most
gifted
get
them
glasses
up
and
toast
with
us
Pressure
MC,
born
with
a
mechanical
mind
The
talent
of
rhyme,
instinctual
like
animal
kind
Now
I
flow
with
the
best,
from
east
coast
to
the
west
We
live
in
the
flesh
like
my
raps
sewn
in
your
chest
You
can't
fathom
the
dopest
flow,
amateurs
don't
you
know
What
ever
happened
to
a
good
old
fashioned
broken
nose?
Don't
become
a
casualty
of
my
faculty
Damn
I
got
spine
but
you'll
never
see
the
back
of
me
And
we
what?
Run
with
crew
Whose
what?
Blood
is
blue
Through
life's
a
fucking
zoo
And
we
might
come
for
you
And
we
what?
Run
with
crew
Whose
what?
Blood
is
blue
Through
life's
a
fucking
zoo
And
we
might
come
for
you
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1 What a Great Night
2 Monsters Ball
3 City of Light
4 The Hard Road
5 The Blue Blooded
6 Recapturing the Vibe
7 Clown Prince
8 Stopping All Stations
9 Conversations from a Speakeasy
10 What a Great Intro
11 Obese Lowlifes
12 Circuit Breaker
13 Breathe
14 An Audience With the Devil
15 The Captured Vibe
16 I Can't Take It
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