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Metta World Peace - Blood In My Gatordade Lyrics

Blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different

I was raising that south, too, way the sharks do
When we came up in the hood only shit that came around
Iím like a shoe sting, most never seen that
Get up my way, I see a brain frozen in that ground
Came up, was raised up, buy the dogs, they was 5% Haitian
You a reporter, they hate us, I love every block that I came from
Mom and dad came from, they told me stay tough
Always move forward, never back up
Stay hustling, blood in my water cup
Blood in my Gatorade, yeah, drink it up
We adapt to survive, clap at it, call it eye for an eye
This is a very strange life, people wanna know why I act like that

Blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different

This blood is in my Gatorade, blood sport
When I play is not a game, Iím not afraid
If niggas feel some kind of way
Pockets broke, I canít pay, the new paint, they in the crowd
Iím playing in the game, you pay to get it now
Itís blood coming out the speakers, beef is fun, nose bleeders
Canít afford the good seats, why you mad at me for?
Ölike a reefer, gets you turned like a jump season
Take a number, wait in line, for my head
I donít taste sappy drama, I just booby trap clowns
I just walk a straight line, cross my path, itís man down
We born to score it, yíall niggas is boring
You never made a hot zone, never did a touring
Ten pack stadium, we selling amnesia
Cool pack and titty bar, nobody care to see your corny ass song
You ainít hard like Lamar, you ainít bad, you ainít here
You ainít a warrior like me

Blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different

I was raised to go in, thereís blood in my Gatorade
Killing all these dreams and all I do is bring heat in
Spitting that crazy fire, just causing that competition
Rule for nothing, that make you green like a villain
Me, Iím no different, still hustling hard
Doing missions, catch me in the booth like Iím cooking in the kitchen
Öin the mind, never tripping, slipping Ďcause all I do is keep winning

Another oath for my concrete jungle
It wasnít always just cops cutting, jump throat
Southern California wasnít nice to me
But it taught me right and that was life to me
ĎCause I was raised different
Said Iíll never make it but I never listen
ĎCause I was raised different
Said Iíll never make it but I never listen

I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
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