Slim The Mobster - Blood On My Shoes lyrics

[Hook:Slim The Mobster] What would you do when you got blood on your shoe? Im gonna think like a gangsta but move how the gods move What would you do when you got blood on your shoe? Im gonna do what I have to and murder if I have to What did you do when them n***as tried to k** you? I shot my way through with a f**ing twenty-two(22) When them out of town n***as going up on the dope rate I got the duct tape and moved them b**h n***as out of state When the Feds tried to get a n***a to snitch to get rich I told 'em they can s** my great grandfather's dead dick And when your son start hollering and no food in his bottle Results are robberies and it could be some missing bodies [Verse 1:Herukhuti Ausar] Another k**ing happened so prepare for this murder rapping f** this human sh**, I want to be an evil dragon Deep down inside, I really am a good man. I'm thinking ill sometimes I want to rob my best friend It's evident, I'll be negative for dead presidents. I'm the devil so I know that hell is excellent.You know the rules of the game "G". Any n***a slipping got to pay the piper honestly Cats know that I wrestle with the Feds. Now I know why Jesus stuck Moses for the daily bread I put a freeze on my ski mask. Shot this n***a in June and in July shot his a** again Unload, n***as studying my street code. Bankroll got n***as plotting on my zipcode Lunatic! Still breaking blood with convicts. Still got the duct tape, still known to dead a b**h. What would you do when the blood is on your shoe, im gonna do what I got to do and murder if I have to. Should have already known what a real n***a gonna do, it's simple n***a, its murder, so coward n***a f** you [Hook:Slim The Mobster] What would you do when you got blood on your shoe? Im gonna think like a gangsta but move how the gods move What would you do when you got blood on your shoe? Im gonna do what I have to and murder if I have to What did you do when them n***as tried to k** you? I shot my way thru with a f**ing twenty-two(22) When them out of town n***as going up on the dope rate I got the duct tape and moved them b**h n***as out of state When the Feds tried to get a n***a to snitch to get rich I told 'em they can s** my great grandfather's dead dick And when your son start hollerin and no food in his bottle Results are robberies and it could be some missing bodies [Verse 2:Herukhuti Ausar] Back in 03, a mystery,somebody's haunting me, who is it? I think I'm gonna pay satan a visit. Cruise control in my water bed, wondering about the Feds, Just shot this kid and I wonder if the punk's dead My homies, for some reason, them n***as acting phony. I'm sorta lonely, even my girlfriend is tripping on me. I think there's gonna be some gun clapping, it's a lot of funny sh** going on, something's about to happen. It could be drama from the pen or the streets. Cause a few years ago, I had mad motherf**ing beef. Don't have no clue but I know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna grab my gat and blast any false moves including my crew. Somebody kick my door in, I had to move fast, here comes the slugs n***a, prepare for the sh** bag. Bulletproof was my shield, I could've been k**ed. Three (3) bodies on the ground, one's alive but he's in tears. First question, did I rob you at the intersection? Well die slow. f** a government confession. Connections. Never needed federal protection, as long as I got my smith and wesson, I ain't really stressing. d**h on my breath, how many seconds do I have left? I know my way to hell so I'm going by my dam self