BLOO - I'm the one

[Hook: S.L.I.M]

Nah I don't care about fame and money
When they're people feeling pain and hungry
There's blood in the streets(x4)

[Verse 1: S.L.I.M]

There's blood so the streets ain't virgin to me
Blood in the streets, blood on the leaves
Niggas still hating , these drakes and the meeks
But am still praying for the love on the streets
I see my ma niggas beggin', I see the hawkers trekkin'
I see the preachers just praying that we get to heaven
U see the cops preparing to cause oppression
But I guess that's all we deserve
They ask me, so I pass chits
But they still get nothing on the mark sheet
In the front seat, in the back seat
It don't matter cause we all in the taxi
We all poor,nigga we all poor
And we wanna be rich , oh this am sure
But we don't invest , we manicure
And we still have hope that money will cure our problems?

[Hook: S.L.I.M]

Nah I don't care about fame and money
When they're people feeling pain and hungry
There's blood in the streets(x4)

[Verse 2: S.L.I.M]

There's blood on the streets my nigga
There's blood on the streets
By blood I don't mean what spills on the sheets
I mean there is dim in the light of the streets
Segregation, this is the vice that bites the population
If i eat sum'n nice doesn't mean am better stationed
Than the niggas on the streets with nada to eat
Nada to show, Nada to sip,Nada to clothe
I would be the same if they took this coat
I would be the same if they gave him all
I would be the same if they gave him chance
So we gotta stand up and have some soul
Cause its only in giving that u will find joy, ayt?

[Hook: S.L.I.M]

Nah I don't care about fame and money
When they're people feeling pain and hungry
There's blood in the streets(x4)

[Verse 3: 3RON]

Church is the new club
Niggas still ain't shit
I mean I got a lot of love look where it got me
Wanna free they nipple 'fore they free they mind
I ain't one to judge, but how the fuck you trying?
Why the fuck you lying, ain't the one who crying
I'm the one here on a mic trying to fight the lion
Yungin' only do too much
Young and I got way too much
They done seen shit and they went blind
They done heard shit and they went deaf
I done seen the hustle, but I was born blessed
Always had to tussle, but I was born ready
I got God to thank, I drank way too much
Couple band aids on me, couple heartaches homie
I can't fix that now
But I got where to start

[Hook: S.L.I.M]

Nah I don't care about fame and money
When they're people feeling pain and hungry
There's blood in the streets(x4)