New Blood Lyrics

I got this piece it's a nine I keep it for piece of mind

But if you come for a piece of mine I'll blow a piece out your mind

Nowadays the only piece of mind I find is when I'm stretching time

Leave you on a stretcher if you ever step to me or mine

Shit my precision's so fine I'll put a hole through a dime

I could leave one in your dome or I could put two in your spine

It ain't the time or place for you to even think that you should cross the line

You cross either one of us you better cross your heart and hope to die

We ain't for the kiddy games bitch you ain't what your city claims

When you was in the holding cell you gave up like fifty names

We snatching your shitty chains switching gears and then switching lanes

We doing a buck fifty in the flames wishing it would rain

But not on my parade you throwing shade I'm throwing grenades

Sharpening all the knives up because I'm surgical with the blades

I'm merciless when I spray see the nervousness you display

Your fears surface when I emerge and leave you in dismay

(Goddamn, you want me to come in after that shit

Yeah

Alright fuck it here it goes

Uh)

Ambrxse the head honcho bullets rain through your poncho

Always talking rah rah shit until I let this nine go

Like the Celtics did Rondo I'm trying to find where my mind go

You don't want me to snap and break your back

Your guts get gashed I get you clapped

Your body collapsed then burn your ass

No body bags just urn your ash

I earn this cash and burn it fast and earn it back

You fuck

Grabbing the mic and I'm off eluding opponents with ease

Like they handed the ball off to the short kid with special needs

Call me turbo to these snails I hit the gas for extra speed

Like somebody chopped the Adderall up and mixed it with the weed

Catch me at the endzone with orange slices taking a knee

It's halftime me and my team already got a tremendous lead

Might not even play the second half might sub the second string

I'm a freshman and I'm starting you're just a junior on JV

The game needs new blood just gave it eight IV's

That's thirty two lines of madness call it a sweet sixteen

(Do the math)