song lyrics Night Of The Blood Spiller lyrics
* released in the days before "Here to Save You All" (send ALL QUESTIONS about this song to the typist)
--- [Sample] Alright. Now which one of these Puerto Ricans bloodied you? [Shout] CHINOOO!!!
Now who makes the blood spill? And who keeps the shits real? (repeat 2x)
Chorus: (repeat 4x) Chino XL!! The high yellow blood spiller.
Verse 1: Dark night of the blood spiller, niggas leaking from red shots Drippin it s from the shots it s the Grim Reaper that s when you think opportunity knocks Now battling Chino XL your ass get s flowed !??!?!
Yo, yo, yo, hold up man, chill out, yo, yo, get this off right here
You better get away get away I think I need a shrink I ll rip out your windpipes forever you ll lip-sync Chino XL with the maddest baddest fattest status ?!?! pretty as a ?!?! but in the fist I can still get busy The sight of blood it makes me horny don t believe me then try to roll on me Don t question my story i m not Tywanna Brawly Blasting me getting it out working it out like Jane Fonda I really rip the Pope and that so fuck Sinaid O Conner Like Matt Cobra I flex it you ?!?! get it scizophrenic I have to kill you muthafuckas backwards i m dyslexic Flowing you to a different world like Quincy Hardison please! Leave em punch-drunk like Muhammad Ali, G You be like "Yo Adrian!" mugged up like Rocky I m getting rid of niggas like a nigger-hating Nazi And this is how the cops kill when I drill your head with nails like Hellraiser Chino XL wont go out like D.U.S.F.L. "Your nigga Chino was a sucker back in the day" you told some reporter Yeah and Michael Jackson got a skin disorder I m from the street don t play me like i m knowledge You can still get shot up by a nigga looking like De Barge
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Verse 2: Beating and bludgening you with any object that s blunt Illest nigga I like watching elderly people fuck I m a famous gang rapist !??!?! like I m Richard Lisson Man don t try to cross me like I m the Verezzano Bridge Hitting niggas off like I m from San Quintin Getting my dick sucked on the cover of Source magazine by Hillary Clinton I got mad body parts scattered all over my kitchen and in my fridge Give me a knife i m making you squeel like a pig Don t try to sleep on Chino XL because my dicks is ?!?!?! I m treating you like the President i ll smoke you but I don t inhale Banned from MTV for what I said about Jennifer Levins case Still my brain s twisted like Mary Butterfucco s face Your girl s time of the month you like "You ain t all horny dummy" But i m the blood spiller so yo i m thinking "Yummy yummy!" They call me the blood spiller that don t mean my blood gets spilt But I paint the graphic scenes of tragic deaths that gives you chills Half Puerto Rican half black, man you don t speak Spanish I don t speak African neither *gun shot* Now that s my language My lead made your head spin like the exorcist The good news is I shot you but the bad news is your ass lived I can create something from nothing like a magician I use the occult and black magic to escape from my position They say I don t get my props my companies mistreating me I ll answer that in a ?minute? cuz Satan keeps on beeping me
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Verse 3: Blood! Rising like a flash flood enough to fill a bath-tub Just check out the lines on the rug after the body s drug Slug, since he made Smith N Wessun I give God thanks Just ask Bruce Lee s son - "Chino never shoot blanks" Now when I was a young...... *background sounds overwhelm the lyrics for 1 or 2 lines* Little caligula indocked the fame but after Dracula Though I may be booed I view Charles Manson as spectacular I advocate domestic violence and think it s funny Slapping up the stuck up bitch called hip-hop cuz she fucking owe me money And if my company tries to play me for my ?ude? Then i get red and dead i m leaving them dead I m slapping the yamika s off they head Yo people come follow me now and I ?!!? like padding your lies After me Satanical maniacal devil worshipping Upside down cross pawn portion evil triple six muthafuck Heaven Wish I was Woody Allen i ll try to molest Sonia Brevin *I make the blood spill!* Right to my last breath I make the blood spill til I avenge Tracy s death Whipping you like a bitch with no tits if I get my mits on ya You re feeling fucked now your jaw s playing tricks on ya I got no love for those who saw me scar me and harm me It s war I ain t going out like that purple dinosaur Barney I stab you! You stab me! We re a Waco family!
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