Shot Up Lyrics - Decade - Sticky Fingaz

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out 

Giva fuck 

[Sticky Fingaz] 

This is AK-47, banana clip rap 

Bloodstain your album cover before it get wrapped 

P-89 your mind, you won't forget that 

Caught behind enemy lines, you gonna get clapped 

On chase got shot in the face 

Nine niggaz, broad to nothin, while the slug judged his fate 

Shoulda got low 'steada tryna flossin his cake 

Reaction was slow, reflexes way too late 

These are warzone niggaz, home sweet home niggaz 

Killers ain't afraid of nothin, it's on niggaz 

M-14 your legs with one in your head 

Put chumps to sleep, lay 'em in deathbed 

[Chorus] 

You get shot up 

Go in the hood you not from 

You get shot up 

Twenty-two shots'll leave you numb 

You get shot up 

Startin the beef with no gun 

You get shot up 

Blah! You get shot up, blah! 

You get shot up 

Leavin wit' bitches after the club 

You get shot up 

Stuck at the light, sittin on dubs 

You get shot up 

Left for dead in your own blood 

You get shot up 

Blah! You get shot up 

[Sticky Fingaz] 

You never saw the nigga face that was holdin the glock 

You just heard shots then the nigga next to you dropped 

Til you seen blood you ain't even know you got popped 

Felt your body temperature change from cold to hot 

Left you for dead, you still alive, count your blessings 

In the middle of the street holdin in your intestines 

All they wanted was the money, you had to be dumb 

Jumped for the gun, he blew off and punctured your lung 

Your man came back and found you scrollin on the pavement 

Grabbed you in his arms and said "hold on son you gon' make it!" 

Your vital signs droppin, your haloucinatin 

"Somebody call the ambulance!" If you live it's amazing 

One still in your stomach, two went through your chest 

Your boy tellin you "don't talk son, save your breath" 

The more you walk to the light the more it's hurtin less 

You gettin nautious from the smell of burnin flesh 

Cryin to God, think he can hear you beg? 

Tears in your eyes, screamin "I can't feel my legs!" 

You closer to death, paramedics pumpin your chest 

Blowin you breath, you dyin but you under arrest 

How it feel to see a man dead knowin you next 

I guess that's what niggaz meant by blood in the x 

Tryin to hang on but you gon' wish you was dead 

Cause if you live the rest of your life it's in the feds 

[Chorus] 

You get shot up 

Go in the hood you not from 

You get shot up 

Twenty-two shots'll leave you numb 

You get shot up 

Startin the beef with no gun 

You get shot up 

Blah! You get shot up, blah! 

You get shot up 

Leavin wit' bitches after the club 

You get shot up 

Stuck at the light, sittin on dubs 

You get shot up 

Left for dead in your own blood 

You get shot up 

Blah! You get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up 

You get shot up, you get shot up