Lyrical Breakdown of Take It In Blood - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm living like that I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm living like that Yeah, I never brag, how real I keep it, 'cause it's the best secret I rock a vest prestigious, Cuban link flooded Jesus In a Lex watchin' Kathie Lee & Regis My actions are one with the seasons A TEC squeezin', executioner Winter time, I rock a fur Mega popular, center of attraction Climaxin', my bitches they be laughin' They high from sniffin' coke off a 20-cent Andrew Jackson City lights spark a New York night Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tacchini Flippin' mad pies, low price, I blow dice and throw them .45 by my scrotum, manifest the 'Do or Die' slogan My niggas roll in ten M3's 20 Gods poppin' wheelies on Kawasakis Hip-hop's got me on some ol', sprayin' shots like a drum roll Blankin' out, never miscount the shells my gun hold I don't stunt, I regulate Henny and Sprite, I separate Watchin' crab niggas marinate I'm all about TEC's, a good jux and sex Israelite books, holdin' government names from Ness MC's are crawlin' out every hole in the slum You be aight like blood money in a pimp's cum I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that For you wack MC's Currency is made in the trust of the Messiah I'm spendin' it to get higher Earth, Wind and Fire singin' Reasons why I'm Up early, trustworthy as a nine that bust early Sunshine on my grill, I spill Remy on imaginary graves Put my hat on my waves Latter Day Saints say religious praise I dolo, challenge any team or solo You must be buggin' out, new to my shit, home on a furlough Ask around who's laid up, sharp and straight up Mafioso, gettin' niggas' wakes sprayed up Skies are misty, my life predicted by a gypsy I'll one day walk into shots, drunk off champagne from Sicily This be the drama, I'mma pause like a comma in a sentence Paragraph's indented Bloodshot red eyes high, yellow envelopes of lye Openin' cigars, let tobacco fly Condos are tune-proof, we're lookin' out the sky's moon-roof Shittin' like gin and prune juice Yo, the system wants the coon's noose, hang 'em high Courtrooms filled up It's off the hook while I, just wrote a statement Like I'm facin' twenty years in the basement Chillin' on a VI with Mumia, for wearin' chrome I told the judge snakes slither like Sharon Stone But like Capone, I'm thrown, yo I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that For you wack MC's I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that For you wack MC's Yo, the time is wastin', I use the mind elevation Dime sack lacin', court pen pacin' Individual, lyrical math abrasion Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation we livin' in Dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives A lifestyle on bad streets is patternized Wise men build and destroy While the real McCoy dope fiend named Detroit is still dealin' boy Coke suppliers actin' biased 'Cause rumors say that niggas wear wires and we liars But every night the gat's fired, and every day a rat's hired I still remain the mack flyest in the phat Kani, it's Just the killer in me, slash drug dealer, MC Ex-slug filler, semi mug peeler Demi, bottles of Mo', yo, simply follow me flow Put poetry inside a crack pot and blow Rough hoes pull crack out pussies and butt-holes Bring the G's and the D's roll, they can't touch those Why shoot the breeze about it when you could be about it? My degrees are routed toward the peasy haired brick houses And studded-up, thick medallions Rich niggas transportin' thousands Foreign cash exchange amountin' to millions Doors is locked, rocks is chopped Watch the cameras in the ceilings Trick bitches catchin' mad feelings Peelin' off in the Lex Jeep, techniques is four-wheelin' I bet it be some shit when we connect with Stretch When we catch them sex niggas with the TEC's you blessed, word So, now it's on, never wasted a slug Time is money, when it comes to mine, take it in blood (I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that) Yeah, Capone-N-Noreaga Yeah, yo, official Queensbridge murderers Mobb Deep keep it real, though Motherfucking AZ, yo Mega, Mega, whatever Scarlett O'Hara, Fox Boogie East New York Yambo, Brownsville Wizard, Far Rockaway Big Bo, Jersey Connecticut, DC, Sudan VA, NC, LA So on and so on Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward Black Ed, keep it real Moe