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The Game - Текст песни You Are The Blood
"You Are The Blood"
 You are the blood flowing through my fingers
 All through the soil and up in those trees
 1-9-7-9 That was the year California would go blind
 My Momma had a son, a fully automated Gun
 11 pounds seven ounces Compton here we come
 My first night in my crib
 I heard somebody screaming
 A Couple Gunshots, 
 then some tires screeching
 My father reaching, what is he grabbing?
 He rolled me over in my crib, 
 just to get his magnum
 Is he a policeman? 
 That's what I'm thinking. He can't be that 
 Bcuz he do heroin and he be drinking
 Shopping baby powder up on my momma mirror 
 Mexican chicks in my kitchen cookin 
 lookin like shakira
 I'm in my high chair, 
 They naked, this is Rated R.
 Think I ain't payin attention 
 cuz u slide me a Gerber jar?
 Then my momma walked in with an orange box
 I couldn't read what it said cuz she leaned over and said...
 [Chorus:]
 You are the Blood flowing through my fingers
 And I could feel it in my heart, my mom's said it from the start
 That I would always be the reason blood flowing...The Game - You Are The Blood - http://ru.motolyrics.com/the-game/you-are-the-blood-lyrics.html
 All through the soil and up in those trees
 First day of kindergarten shoe strings for a belt
 Moms worked the graveyard, too tired, 
 so I dressed myself
 Who Goes to School in a Freddy Krueger Flannel?
 Black Chuck Taylors and I never liked sandals
 A Lotta birthdays but we ain't never light candles
 Gang of Christmas gifts 
 but I ain't never seen Santa
 So I waited up one year 
 Guess who came through my garage 
 My Daddy with a Toysaraus Bag 
 Hit the lights! Aha!
 Uh-uh I ain't goin for that
 I got presents I can see em! 
 Cuz they ain't wrapped
 From a race track to a Dre track
 Don't wear overalls no more
 But a nigga stay strapped!
 The Rumour round my middle school 
 was that I can't rack
 There wasn't a locker in that motherfucker 
 I ain't paint black
 And now I'm doin doughnuts in this maybach 
 Reminiscing bout detention, teachers used to say that... 
 [Chorus:]
 You are the blood flowing through my fingers
 And I could feel it in my heart, my mom's said it from the start
 That I would always be the reason blood flowing...
 All through the soil and up in those trees











