It's gonna be your blood
It's gonna be your blood
It's gonna be your blood not mine
It's gonna be your blood not mine
You've made up your mind
The only talent I possess is
Wasting your time right now
You lick your lips and salivate
Tell me you can elevate me
To something better something new now
Can I whisper something
You're puffing on my house
So I'm coming right out
They say don't bite the hand that feeds yah
Well I've always been scrappy
Once I smell fear on your mind
It's gonna be your blood
It's gonna be your blood not mine
You sit me in a booth
Show me where I'm failing
Cuz my followings minute
But as soon as I start making
Better hits, fill my lips
Lose a couple off my hips
Then I should call you
Can I tell you something
You're puffing on my house
So I'm coming right out
They say don't bite the hand that feeds yah
Well I've always been scrappy
Once I smell fear on your mind
It's gonna be your blood
It's gonna be your blood not mine
It's gonna be
It's gonna it's be gonna be
It's gonna be gonna be yeah
They say don't bite the hand that feeds yah
Well I've always been scrappy
Once I smell fear on your mind
It's gonna be your blood
Not mine
Not mine