Take It In Blood Lyrics

from It Was Written

"Take It In Blood" is track #6 on the album It Was Written. It was written by Miller, Cedric Ulmont/thornton, Keith Mathew/epps, James Thomas, Jr./pruitt, J./childs, William Edward/horne, Cleveland/jones, Nasir/walker, Randy.
Edit
"Take It In Blood" is track #6 on the album It Was Written. It was written by Miller, Cedric Ulmont/thornton, Keith Mathew/epps, James Thomas, Jr./pruitt, J./childs, William Edward/horne, Cleveland/jones, Nasir/walker, Randy.
For Example...
What chart rank did the song debut? What is the song about? Has it won any awards?, etc.
Cancel Submit
Thank You For Your Submission
Your introduction will appear once it has been deemed awesome by our team of wizards.
  • Play Video
  • Correct
  • Print

Take It In Blood Submit Correct Lyrics

Submit Corrections Cancel

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

Yo, 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 and 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 twenty-cent Andrew Jackson

City lights spark a New York night
Rossi and Martini sippin', Sergio Tachinni flippin' mad pies
Low price, I blow dice and throw 'em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the, "Do or Die" slogan

My niggaz roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin' wheelies on Kawasaki's
Hip-Hop's got me on some ol', sprayin shots like a drumroll
Blankin' out and never miscount the shells my gun hold

I don't stunt, I regulate
Henny and Sprite, I seperate, watchin' crab niggaz marinate
I'm all about tecs and good jooks 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 trust of the Messiah
I'm spending it to get higher
Earth, Wind, and Fire singing reasons why I'm
Up early, trustworthy is a nine that bust early

Sunshine on my grill, I spill
Remi 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' niggaz wigs sprayed up
Skies are misty, my life's predicted by a gypsy

I'll one day walk into shots drunk off champange from Sicily
This be the drama, I'ma 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 tuneproof, we're looking out the sky's moonroof
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 facing twenty years in the basement
Chilling on the via with Mumia for wearin' chrome, I told the judge
Snakes slither like Sharon Stone, but like Capone I'm thrown

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 where bad streets is patternized
Wise men build and destroy
While the real McCoy dopefiend, named Detroit is still dealin' boy

Coke suppliers actin' biased
'Cause rumors say that niggaz 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 holes for cracked out pussies and buttholes
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

Instead of the fake medallions
Rich niggaz transport in thousands
Foreign cash exchange amountin' to millions
Doors is locked, rocks is chopped, watch the cameras in the ceilings

Trick bitches catching 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 niggaz with the tecs 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
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
I made it like that, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that

Gambo, Brownsville
Wizard, Fort Rockaway
Big Jersey
Connecticut, D.C., Sudan
V.A., N.C., L.A.
So on and so on
Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward

Songwriters
MILLER, CEDRIC ULMONT/THORNTON, KEITH MATHEW/EPPS, JAMES THOMAS, JR./PRUITT, J./CHILDS, WILLIAM EDWARD/HORNE, CLEVELAND/JONES, NASIR/WALKER, RANDY

Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

Listen to Nas Radio on Last.fm, Radio.com or Jango

Latest News