(feat. Miraa May) The pavement's red The block's four stories If you had a choice would you stay in the ends where they shot poor Corey? If you had a voice would you save your breath or say this all for me? If you was annoyed they was saying it was them would you want your glory? If you wanna take credit Better be able to take 20 And if you can't take 20, stop moving like you're Wayne Perry You're tryna get a name with it Or get away with it Thin line between both You know that cage that comes and the MMA with it Ringside, I seen both Bloodshed Tears fall, be careful It's always their fault As long as we're cool Bloodshed over nothing Man a bust led over nothing Another one dead over nothing Big 45 when they run in there And they squeeze Murderer And they squeeze Murderer Pray for me on this spiritual journey I been biblical early I pray Titch don't finish all 30 I grew up Above the Rim I watched Flip try ridicule Birdie Beef in the east split the manor in half like a difficult derby I come from where a knife wound's minimal A man is still dead after miracle surgery I find it hard to reflect like the mirror's all dirty I don't know anyone as well as I thought I did So I can't say my ni**as all certi One or two of my originals burnt me Now I'm cynical, worthy I'm reserved when I'm tryna preserve me I said I'm reserved when I'm tryna preserve me Bloodshed Tears fall, be careful It's always their fault As long as we're cool Bloodshed over nothing Man a bust head over nothing Another one dead over nothing Big 45 when you're running there And they squeeze Murderer And he squeeze Murderer