Miles Monk - Give Blood Lyrics

Trickin' doe daily - crack baby from 80s
You wanna talk money my sign language is wavy
Bastard Austinite - they wanna see me off the mic
Kill or be killed but real kings never start the fight
We just finish it - winner shit - dinner shit
Eatin' off yo pockets - you probably profit off gimmick shit
So give blood
My heritage is terrorist
ATX is no place for a lyricist (You hearin' this?)
I'm on a mission - I'm takin' the highest title
Y'all don't speak the language
Can't see my future is on "Arrival"
I rewrote The Bible - ya idol don't even stand a chance
I can give you blood, they makin' you dance (Man what the f*ck)
Give blood for the fam - give blood to the city
I give blood to sacrifice the sins of many
With many more to come - yeah ya boy is on the run
Watch the second coming come alive and rise above the sun
And it's only just begun - huh
You niggas know my caliber
Ain't nothin' changed but dem numbers on the calendar
Kingpin is back - spoken from the heart
Take notes from the quotes of a God
I raised up the bar
Put ya name up under my name
So I can capture you up under my wing
Put it in prospective for niggas who dreamt it
I addressed it
Seen fifty franks turn into a diamond necklace
Down in Texas you ain't nathan if the cash that you got ain't blatant
Stop fakin' (Damn!)
I'm just buildin' on my legacy - build bricks so Heavenly
Real shit you'll never see
You'll never be me (Why?!)
I seen a lot - done a lot
Never plan to stop till I'm chillin' with Pop
So that's to the death (Death)
So that's to the moon (Moon)
J.D. I know you lookin' down I'ma see you soon
Your sons are my brothers
Blood for Five-Tray
Blood for Five-Eight
Blood for Two-Three
Blood for Two-Fo
Blood for Oh-Two
You know how we do (Yeah)
I give blood - give love
And mutha f*ckas can't get enough