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You are the blood flowing through my fingers
All through the soil and up in those trees

1-9-7-9 That was the year California would go blind
My Momma had a son, a fully automated Gun
11 pounds seven ounces Compton here we come
My first night in my crib
I heard somebody screaming
A Couple Gunshots,
then some tires screeching
My father reaching, what is he grabbing?
He rolled me over in my crib,
just to get his magnum
Is he a policeman?
That¡¯s what I¡¯m thinking. He can¡¯t be that
Bcuz he do heroin and he be drinking
Shopping baby powder up on my momma mirror
Mexican chicks in my kitchen cookin
lookin like shakira
I¡¯m in my high chair,
They naked, this is Rated R.
Think I ain¡¯t payin attention
cuz u slide me a Gerber jar?
Then my momma walked in with an orange box
I couldn¡¯t read what it said cuz she leaned over and said...

[Chorus:]
You are the Blood flowing through my fingers
And I could feel it in my heart, my mom¡¯s said it from the start
That I would always be the reason blood flowing...
All through the soil and up in those trees

First day of kindergarten shoe strings for a belt
Moms worked the graveyard, too tired,
so I dressed myself
Who Goes to School in a Freddy Krueger Flannel?
Black Chuck Taylors and I never liked sandals
A Lotta birthdays but we ain¡¯t never light candles
Gang of Christmas gifts
but I ain¡¯t never seen Santa
So I waited up one year
Guess who came through my garage
My Daddy with a Toysaraus Bag
Hit the lights! Aha!
Uh-uh I ain¡¯t goin for that
I got presents I can see em!
Cuz they ain¡¯t wrapped
From a race track to a Dre track
Don¡¯t wear overalls no more
But a nigga stay strapped!
The Rumour round my middle school
was that I can¡¯t rack
There wasn¡¯t a locker in that motherfucker
I ain¡¯t paint black
And now I¡¯m doin doughnuts in this maybach
Reminiscing bout detention, teachers used to say that...

[Chorus:]
You are the blood flowing through my fingers
And I could feel it in my heart, my mom¡¯s said it from the start
That I would always be the reason blood flowing...
All through the soil and up in those trees

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You Are The Blood
The Game

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