Lyrics Drenched in Blood - King Syze , Vinnie Paz , Army of the Pharaohs , Demoz
(*Prod.
by
MTK)
[Verse
1:]
I
can't
imagine
me
slacking,
it's
like
a
nigga
stepping*
And
slapping
me
right
in
the
face
but
nigga
it
never
happen
I
spit
the
Passion
of
Christ,
the
crucifixion's
my
weapon
I
take
the
shield
from
the
knight
and
stick
it
through
your
intestines
And
that's
just
in
day's
work
My
motivation
killing
sincerely
taken
from
day's
hurt
I
spray
earth
with
the
venomous
mind
spray
It's
a
hard
knock
life
before
Jay
left
Beyonce
All-white
green
leather
Diamante
Windows
tinted,
y'all
sit
timid
acting
Kanye
You
so
stranje
I'm
throwing
boomerangs
at
your
foolish
gang
Overruled...
[Verse
2:]
Motherfucker
you
a
faggot,
you
kiss
niggas
like
Lil'
Wayne
I'm
Kool
G
in
his
prime,
you
niggas
rapping
like
Lil'
Zane
I
don't
two-step,
nigga
I
move
wet
Cocaine,
ecstasy
and
carry
two
jets
Now
if
it
wasn't
for
my
seed
I
wouldn't
need
my
life
Give
me
a
hoodie
and
the
mask,
I
don't
need
the
ice
I
keep
verses
in
my
head,
I
don't
need
to
write
Left
hook
split
your
shit
open,
I
don't
need
a
knife
I'm
on
my
hate
shit,
AK
shit
Step
on
my
shoes,
I
shoot
you
in
the
face
bitch
So
what
the
fuck
is
up?
You
niggas
fucking
up
When
Vinnie
swing
on
you
I
swing
on
you
nigga
I
fuck
you
up
[Verse
3:]
They
all
mistaking
kindness
for
weakness
They
all
bitches
spineless
and
speechless
Work
all
week
and
you
poor
by
the
weekend
Jerks
wanna
creep
try
to
choke
you
while
you
sleeping
All
cause
we
spit
raw,
no
if
there's
a
leak
and
Everybody
quick
draw,
we
know
when
you
reaching
Niggas
done
fucked
up,
they
woke
up
a
demon
OT
possessing
having
spoke
to
a
deacon
Hypocrite
kids
keep
a
hold
on
the
preaching
Please
don't
get
split,
they
don't
know
what's
the
reason
Philly's
like
Hell
but
it's
cold
and
it's
freezing
24/7
no
matter
what
the
season
[Verse
4:]
Yeah
put
me
in
the
booth
surrounded
by
music
I
let
my
lips
go
man
like
I
don't
give
two
shits
You
Internet
motherfuckers
wish
y'all
was
me
On
the
road
with
the
Army
rolling
with
QD
While
we
be
touring
y'all
be
at
work
whoring
Begging
for
overtime,
"Please
can
I
get
some
more?
"
Been
there,
done
that,
matter
fact
still
doing
it
Took
some
time
but
we
running
with
this
music
shit
Say
my
name
man
and
I'll
show
up
Hit
a
nigga
in
the
gut
till
his
ass
blow
up
And
I
still
speak
power
with
the
force
of
an
anvil
I
spit
gutter
words
fill
another
landfill
[Verse
5:]
I
murder
anyone
who
fuck
with
the
villain,
it's
over
You
ain't
American
Gangster
cause
you
chilling
with
Hova
I
got
a
motherfucking
chip
and
it's
still
in
my
shoulder
I
dump
the
motherfucking
clip
in
your
grill
and
I
fold
you
You
ain't
even
in
my
league
and
on
Vinnie
dick
I'm
eating?
and
gabagool
with
my
ginny
clique
I'm
a
Sicilian
massive,
you
a
mini
pit
Eleven
Mac
11,
nine
9s,
on
that
Biggie
shit
I
hug
the
block
with
Jay
and
Moss
where
that
rocko
was
sold
I
carry
four
burners
like
the
top
of
a
stove
2012
when
y'all
burn,
that's
what
prophecy's
told
I
don't
give
a
fuck,
I
ain't
expect
to
see
thirty
years
old
1 Ripped to Shreds
2 Bust 'em In
3 Prisoner
4 Suplex
5 Contra Mantra
6 Drenched in Blood
7 44 Magnum
8 Dead Shall Rise
9 Cookin' Keys
10 Burn You Alive
11 Suicide Girl
12 The Ultimatum
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