Truble T Bloodsport
Hook: (TRUBLE T)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobodie's safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobodie's safe, (Arf)
Verse 1: (TRUBLE T)
Finna go awol
To the grave from the cradle/
Things will get fatal
Like a van damme Kick/
Straight to the face
Last man standing/
At the end of the day
This trigger ima pull it/
Bullet at your ribs and
With a lethal weapon/
Like Mel Gibson
Then again that's/
My pen and my pad
Anyone can get it/
So y'all can stay mad
Turn a some body to
Just some-body oooh
You couldn't harm me
One man army
Me myself and I, (Yeah)
You can try to fight, (Yeah)
But if you're acting big
Better be ready to die! (Yeah)
Hook: (TRUBLE T & MC SCOPIAN)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobodie's safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobodie's safe, (Arf)
Verse 2: (MC SCOPIAN)
Murdering rappers one word at a time
Cuz their only putting one word in there rhyme
Looks like it's a change of the tide
Cos it looks theres burns in these lines
Guess you could say I'm one of a kind
I'd get better lyrics from reading the times
It's like I'm asking to ring to decline
Crazier an crazier losing my mind
Looks like it's time to rewind
Cuz I'm sick of waiting in line
Guess you could say hell has arrived
So you could say your deprived of your light
Guess you could say that it's not a surprise
Since I've lived in hell all my life
All that I'm saying is that I'm reading your mind
And all that your thinking there's no goodness inside!!!
Hook: (TRUBLE T & MC SCOPIAN)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobody's safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
No one is safe, (No)
Do it for the Bloodsport
Nobodie's safe, (Arf)
Verse 3: (Osiris X)
If this be a Bloodsport then
I'm a gladiator kick
Back with the wax and
Dab on you haters if...
This be a Bloodsport then
I'm a gladiator kick
Back with the wax and
Dab on you haters I'll be
Licking off heads/
Gouging out eyes
I'm that nigga/
Give the crowd the vibe
Get you higher than a pound of white
Sat there rolling up ground of mics
That's how much I smoke that shit!
Call up a seance to ghost that bitch
Couldn't picture me mumble rapping
Even with a Kodak bitch!
Bitch