Traces of My Bloodtype Lyrics

Traces of my bloodtype

Was found at the scene of the crime

I didn't mean to blow that hoe god
I didn't mean to blow that stupid hoe god


But yo, ye
She had the nerve to say she had my baby


Yo this bitch must be crazy
Talkin bout how her baby got traces of my bloodtype


6 kids, f**ked up hoe

Yo, traces of my bloodtype was found all over Jimmy Hendrix good tall

I spilled blood on some of Elvis's blue sway shoes

I guess that's why he a movie star

Traces of my bloodtype was found in the backseat of a 6 trade


Rag top Chevrolet
Homey don't play

Cause these are traces of my bloodtype
Traces of my blood type was found all across Jesus Christ

Got crucified on


Lived and died on

Suicide on


Traces of my bloodtype was found at the scene of the crime
Traces of my bloodtype


When Rodney King got beat

Malice Green got beat to death

Cause these are traces of my bloodtype
Cause life ain't nothin but a whiskey dream

Goin insane like Kurt Kobain

Blowin out my brains just to prove a point

And why

That I ain't afraid to die


Cause traces of my bloodtype was found everytime someone draws down
And the blood stains hit the ground

In the inner city

It ain't pretty

It's a disrespect for

And traces of my bloodtype are found at the seen of the crime

Some type of domestic violence

One person dead in silence

Cause she's a corpse now

And traces of my bloodtype are found at the post office
When that kid ran in there and shot those people


Just because his check didn't come on the third

Word

Traces of my bloodtype were found at the seen of the crime

Where Malcolm X got shot

And it's all still a conspiracy

But you don't hear me though

All I'm saying is life's f**ked up

So when you uncover a couple blood stains

And they test it
And they find out its traces of my bloodtype


Then they'll know you did it

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