Lyrics Blood in the Streets (feat. AZ) - Ghostface Killah , AZ

Yo
Cashman′s down, It's revenge mode
I gotta level my levels, so I don′t explode
I gotta stay focused, I gotta put on my killer face,
Figure how to get em' all in the same place
Plot thickens, it's all about the strategies,
I look down at my bag and see a stack of cheese
Start making calls, buying artillery, landmines and shit, niggas is killing me
Aiming for the block where all the magic happens, call 911 report a kidnapping
Fuck a glock a hundred shots from the ooo-wop, let′s bring it back to them blocks off of new lots
Who?
A cop nigga
I started from the shoe box, you grew a lot but I schooled you on how to do drops
In my tube socks, spraying from the roof tops, 92′ props banging from my blue top
It's me and you Ak, biggie verses tupac, you forgot I′m the one who let you rock
Yellow brick squares, yea I'm the wiz here
Can never fear fuck boy, you just live here
Kill your kids here,
Put you in a wheel chair, and leave you there With that ice grill stare Tony
You know you know me, one and only,
The ruler of something something
Do my dirt all by my lonely, Motherfucker
This me Nigga, you know the work I put in, you really feeling yourself, should of stayed gone motherfucker
Rise came quick, like you suppose to, I′m going postal, put a game in my blue and buy costal
Brains all over the block it's hot
Crooked cops running up on the game, to see my plot
They bout to meet in the street, where the bomb′s set, Detonate like a war vet and jet
Duck behind cars, blowing ARs, glock nines poppin', bodies is droppin', I′m taking out knee caps of anyone standing, perfect timing perfect planning, I′m filling funeral homes and graves, It's no surprise
GFK the only one to survive
(Fuck those niggas man, know what I mean.
Straight up and down, cause when the real kids come at you nigga it′s over, over, over, over, over)