Blowin It Up - Black Attack

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The real game — sex with little kids

Word is out that it’s good for the biz

Demand is high, supply is low

You need mo' sex and got no mo' hoes

Where do you go?

Down to the corner store

You need more loot, got your bow for

Little girl who don’t know no better

You don’t give a shit you only focused on the cheddar

Money makes a nigga do crazy things

Just drug 'em out on cocaine

Taught 'em hive of slang

The booty back and forth like a prostitutes

12 years old and the knocking the boots

Like professionals who to be profitable

Took ‘em from the playground Made ‘em top notch hoes

Broke ‘em off some crumbs, relieved ‘em like drums

Had ‘em begging like bums cause ya wouldn’t give ‘em none

Heartless

We are livin' in darkness

In a world so heartless

We are livin' in blindness, in blindness yeah

Heartless

We are livin' in darkness

No matter where you’re from

No matter how ya come

Cross the wrong path and you will get done

Ain’t no love just pain

No sun only rain

Had a big effect on a young brother’s brain

It’s time to initiate

No place to be

Figure in order to get up

Ya got come straight to the niggas, yeah

And pass the test

Ya gotta show those motherfuckers that you’re heartless

Slap the clip in the nine ya jump in the ride

Headed straight down for McCartha drive

Ya pull-ups low, hit the lights down low

Hopin' you don’t see nobody you know

Not knowing what to do to impress the crew

Ya see a little old lady about 62

Bla-bla-blasted that ass

The bitch is under the ground

Ya put your foot to the gas

And haul ass

Straight up to seem

Crass pitchin' hard with a gangster Lee

At the age of 21 a criminal mind at it’s peak

Just walkin' down the street still is trouble I see

Gamblin, girls, go — it’s all for fun

Got my boy AC to do a small run

Dreaming' of vice, cold-blooded and nice

You may see me once, but never twice

Wait a minute — this ain’t no dream

It’s the heartless life, floor it

And it’s all about the dream

Do what I mean and mean what I say

But don’t try to be like no toy

‘Cause I’m not for play

And if it’s trouble you see

Then see used for fine

Death in a twine with a criminal mind

Thugs and drugs and niggas who take slugs

Me and state colder than a bug in a rug

The things I do and the things I say

Make it hard on me to live another day