VIKTOR VAUGHN

VIKTOR VAUGHN - Bloody Chain lyrics

(feat. Poisen Pen)

[MF Doom/Viktor Vaughn]

...Had this one bitty, she gave good brain

Used to come and see me in the hood on the train

One way cost a buck 50

Not a bad loss if you sure to suck her titty

At least for better or for worse

Nails was more faker than the letters on her purse

Not quite the Gucci butters

No drawers, coochie cutters

And the hoochie stuttered

"Y-y-y-y-ou got another Deski-kid?"

She listened to that rap shit

V was out of touch with

Lit it, hit it raw with no fuss

Only thing she said was

"J-J-Just pull out before you b-bust"

Lightskin from hell

V drink gin, she sipped white zinfandel

Maybe I'll make her to my baby mother

Then she had to break out to babysit her baby brother

To show her she was iller than the next chick is

He reached in the drawer and let her sport one of the necklaces

He gave her change for a token (*kiss*)

Get at me when you get to where you going

Got a call later that night and was heart broken

My man was like "Your girl just got bodied, I'm not joking

Fucked up real bad, she ain't make it

Stuck her with a cutter, she wouldn't let him take the shit"

I'm like "My shorty got stabbed

Off the piece of shit chain I had nabbed off a crab"

Wouldn't give it up so I put one in his ab

Grabbed the bloody chain and took a cab to the lab

I knew I should've sold it to the Arab

My shorty got stabbed off the same bloody chain

[Poisen Pen]

....(Yeah!Yeah!)Late nite club nite Pen attract fights

Slumped in the corner click clackin dice

All my fam left they was high drunk or fuckin asked If I'm safe dolo

I'm from bed stuy its nuthin

Cuz told me to murk I wasn't listenin

My girls went to work trips & 456n em

Chain just glistenin lookin all gaudy

Plus the scratch I'm winnin got me lookin all flossy

40 after 40 stogie after stogie

Stumbled out the after hours without no homies

Forgot where I parked tried to hop in a cab

Some dude wit a mask said drop it in the bag

Now I'm not used to bein a victim

One of them club dudes had the same jeans & kicks on

That ass bettin loser this aint right

But aint no protocol when u shootin dice

Tried to put up a fight but I was too nice

Coordination fucked up caught one in the gut

Freaked out thought it was worse than it was

cause all that blood dispersed from my gut

Out the infirmary just a flesh wound

But still felt funny when I tried to digest food

Back to the hood and I layed low

Runnin low on pesos need another game to enhance my payroll

This time aint no one sleep

Had the rambo on me let my cousin hold the heat

I'm mad sober see what happened last time I got my drink on

Hold up! She got my link on?

The bow legged ho must think somethin sweet

She didn't even switch up the piece

Maybe she aint know, think her man bought it

Then give ya man this for me, just cut her

[Girl screaming]

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