EST Gee – MORE BLOOD Lyrics

MORE BLOOD Lyrics by EST Gee

[Intro:]
More blood
It’s gon be more blood
Flexin on that bitch, hol up

[Hook:]
Yeah, no more pain ain’t what I prayed for
Asked God change my face, snake to a dinosaur
Carnivore
It’s gon be more blood ‘fore I go Lord
Yes, I’m sure
Drape me in jewelry ‘fore I face the floor
Patience George
Watch for the cross, you seen this shit before
History been written for me, BC before Jesus born
Seek, destroy, keep it going, demon boy, bull horns
We the point, fool store, D-boy, addicted to it
He the (?), soda pour, rapping just my decoy
Killin’ keep the energy, shit I learned from the streets

[Verse 1:]
I learned that you can fake the trust, but you can’t fake the love
You know it’s real if when we chill, I show I got my gun
I learned the power, watch the young turn the spliffs into tons
I built myself, collecting crumbles, no one gave me nun
King of the slums, beef the numbers up with one on ones
Kissing my junkie bitch with tongue during my first run
How could you judge what I become, you ain’t been in the mud
You never microwaved no bun, so it (?) its crud
Couple I got game from fucked they name up
Sayin’ some statements make gangsta the agents
A pill cater cased cuz, he faced them and ain’t say nun
Call me, know I’m comin’ to save you from the danger

[Hook:]
No more pain ain’t what I prayed for
Asked God change my face, snake to a dinosaur
Carnivore
It’s gon be more blood ‘fore I go Lord
Yes, I’m sure
Drape me in jewelry ‘fore I face the floor
Patience George
Watch for the cross, you seen this shit before
History been written for me, BC before Jesus born
Seek, destroy, keep it going, demon boy, bull horns
We the point, fool store, D-boy, addicted to it

[Verse 2:]
I just don’t return unless you tryna burn
I let it purge and still I turn the plan, you gon’ learn
Tryna take what I earn like I don’t stand on this firm
I don’t speak on shit, a word, case dismissed
Court adjourned
First degree, second, and third
I don’t need no learning curve
I’m from Newburg, nigga you know we slide and serve
Only big unc left is Worm
Shootin’ can confirm the terms
Serve more work than they (?)
No sleep from the first til third
And tables always made to turn
Just like them bridges made to burn
Sitting from the realist out
Directions niggas head in was dead ends
I took different routes
Brick layer, way maker
Help you stretch your last out, serve the drought
Learn to throw stones out of a glass house
Ice over grass like the weather bad when it’s cold out
Pledge allegiance to us
Won’t go against it for no amount