Verses of the bleeding f. des devious

[Chorus 2X: Vinnie Paz, Des Devious]
We comin' for blood (in the name of Allah)
We comin' for blood (and we ain't playin' with ya'll)
We comin' for blood (we destroy and rebuild)
We comin' for blood (if you ain't loyal, you killed)

[Des Devious]
I got a vice grip on the mic, spittin' my shit
My balls and arrogance alone be the cause of these hits
Easily split ya wig, with the flick of a wrist
Send the block, ya body's grindin' you, and to the abyss
But that's some, sick shit, I only do when I trip
Or when I'm, til them motherfuckers runnin' they lip
That's when I, start the procedure, of body beatin' you into a seizure
Your crew is standing there staring lookin' like non believers
I felt 'em standing and staring that's when I pulled the heater
My ratchet cookin' these faggots, I make 'em all see the
Fact of the matter is, the cue don't back down
This ain't no slap down, you gettin' clapped clown
So don't be runnin' around, talkin' all this and that
That's female shit, type of shit that get you trapped
Into a dark corner, rope pullin' on ya
Tried to escape, hear shots, left ya ass a goner

[Chorus 2X]