[Hook:Slim The Mobster]
What would you do when you got blood on your shoe?
Im gonna think like a gangsta but move how the gods move
What would you do when you got blood on your shoe?
Im gonna do what I have to and murder if I have to
What did you do when them niggas tried to kill you?
I shot my way through with a fucking twenty-two(22)
When them out of town niggas going up on the dope rate
I got the duct tape and moved them bitch niggas out of state
When the Feds tried to get a nigga to snitch to get rich
I told 'em they can suck my great grandfather's dead dick
And when your son start hollering and no food in his bottle
Results are robberies and it could be some missing bodies
[Verse 1:Herukhuti Ausar]
Another killing happened so prepare for this murder rapping
Fuck this human shit, I want to be an evil dragon
Deep down inside, I really am a good man. I'm thinking ill sometimes I want to rob my best friend
It's evident, I'll be negative for dead presidents. I'm the devil so I know that hell is excellent.You know the rules of the game "G". Any nigga slipping got to pay the piper honestly
Cats know that I wrestle with the Feds. Now I know why Jesus stuck Moses for the daily bread
I put a freeze on my ski mask. Shot this nigga in June and in July shot his ass again
Unload, niggas studying my street code. Bankroll got niggas plotting on my zipcode
Lunatic! Still breaking blood with convicts. Still got the duct tape, still known to dead a bitch. What would you do when the blood is on your shoe, im gonna do what I got to do and murder if I have to. Should have already known what a real nigga gonna do, it's simple nigga, its murder, so coward nigga fuck you
[Hook:Slim The Mobster]
What would you do when you got blood on your shoe?
Im gonna think like a gangsta but move how the gods move
What would you do when you got blood on your shoe?
Im gonna do what I have to and murder if I have to
What did you do when them niggas tried to kill you?
I shot my way thru with a fucking twenty-two(22)
When them out of town niggas going up on the dope rate
I got the duct tape and moved them bitch niggas out of state
When the Feds tried to get a nigga to snitch to get rich
I told 'em they can suck my great grandfather's dead dick
And when your son start hollerin and no food in his bottle
Results are robberies and it could be some missing bodies
[Verse 2:Herukhuti Ausar]
Back in 03, a mystery,somebody's haunting me, who is it? I think I'm gonna pay satan a visit. Cruise control in my water bed, wondering about the Feds, Just shot this kid and I wonder if the punk's dead
My homies, for some reason, them niggas acting phony. I'm sorta lonely, even my girlfriend is tripping on me. I think there's gonna be some gun clapping, it's a lot of funny shit going on, something's about to happen. It could be drama from the pen or the streets. Cause a few years ago, I had mad motherfucking beef. Don't have no clue but I know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna grab my gat and blast any false moves including my crew. Somebody kick my door in, I had to move fast, here comes the slugs nigga, prepare for the shit bag. Bulletproof was my shield, I could've been killed. Three (3) bodies on the ground, one's alive but he's in tears. First question, did I rob you at the intersection? Well die slow. Fuck a government confession. Connections. Never needed federal protection, as long as I got my smith and wesson, I ain't really stressing. Death on my breath, how many seconds do I have left? I know my way to hell so I'm going by my dam self
