(feat. DMG)

[DMG]


Yeah.
Make sure that %#@! be playin real loud.

(Me and Yuk you know.)

[Verse 1: DMG]


Uh
now once again

me and my ^!$$%
It's In My Blood
we straight killas

I be the D and to the M an the M and to the G
comin from the M-P-L-S, S-T-P
all say it wit me

St. Paulin
southside ^!$$%s
forever ballin

lead you to the circle, meet ^!$$%s wit purple eyes
can't forget my ^!$$%s who live on the north side
Could you club what?

G-D's
throw up yo fins ^!$$%
it's all mighty

now what it is, it's part two ^!$$%
it's brand new (brand new)
juss fo' you

Now where you from ^!$$%?
I'm from the Mid-West
Who want some ^!$$%?

I leave yo %#@! wet
Now is it you ^!$$%?
You got the balls?

Well bring it on ^!$$%, I kills 'em all
I thought you knew ^!$$%
Oh you ain't hear the first?

It's In My Blood ^!$$%
but now it's way worse
It's In My Blood.


(It's In My mutha $#&@in Blood! ^!$$%!)


[Chorus: Yukmouth]

It's In My Blood

smokin sweets, drink 40's to the suds
and $#&@in wit these thugs ^!$$%
It's In My Blood

you wonder why us ^!$$%s be hustalas
and out there sellin drugs ^!$$%
It's In My Blood

that drug money, stuff that %#@! up under the rug
and make them cops bug ^!$$%
It's In My Blood

^!$$%s like me turn ^!$$%s like you into hustalas
$#&@in wit thugs, $#&@in wit us!


[Verse 2: Yukmouth]

Regime life

%#@! trife ^!$$%
slangin China white at night
get light ^!$$%

2 point 2 pounds of white
my %#@! tight ^!$$%
What yo grip like?

Ship like a half a million when I'm $#&@in wit mics
bustin on mics
wit 5 mics to back it

kick the acrofacts on the cracks while my ^!$$% D flip it backwards
Regime killas ^!$$%
the captain

the king of crack and still rappin, bubble up makin moves
you ^!$$%s still jackin
that's why I'm livin ill, steel packin
dive on top of ^!$$%s and feel like Action Jackson, wit my 9 mill
blastin

a real $$#assin, juss invite me to your mansion homie
I bet a ^!$$%'ll come back that same night as a mask man demandin money
pandamony
see my fam is hungry
eat a can of phony emcees, then dump they $$# in San Antoni

cuz ^!$$%s bologney like Oscar Myers
Mobb attire
makin cops retire the way I, hurdle over barber wire
fence this
I pimp %#@!

relentless
the Guiness Book World Record holder, for $#&@in over the most (*##$es
Regime %#@!, the thug preachable
individual-ly, put ^!$$%s faces up on the obituals
I was taught to get the doe

It's In My Blood since I was crawlin on the rug
and pops was in the kitchen rockin up drugs
Yes sir!
Back then, I knew who I was, a thug
and still a thug until they make me feel the slugs ^!$$%
It's In My Blood!


[Chorus x2]