(Intro)
Hello, welcome to the Picture Show LP
By Sowdy and Macks Martin
Don’t do it, we manoeuvre, don’t get zooted, ain’t no junior
Getting intel on computers, whole 16, get the shooters
Hold 16 with the pen, whoa, wicked with the wins
I hit her with no skins, I had a threesome with her friend
Chokehold, chopping Marty, coke nose at the party
This that luxurious catalogue, that p#ss# pouring like a 40
Get it popping like a 40, get that shorty that glory
I was winning since my innocence, now a sinners sense is all on me
Don’t do it, don’t move it, I was running like an athlete
Asthma attack, ribs cracking in the backstreet
Cracka lacking, Cadillac, is what it had been
Alien, an alien, get it spreading like some acne
Take that p#ss# like its from a pantry, you be shaking looking antsy
Get a record and I chop it at speed, kinda like a brick of the free base
Residue, how the beat taste, rappers be so, so sweet, mate
I just cut off all the small snakes, left em bleeding, feed em to where the rats stay
I can do it any single way dawg, I’m paranoid right at a pay phone
So I listen, no clicks in the ring tone, ain’t speaking to none of them haters
All bones, harder than death sh#t, you ain’t hear, you be deaf, sh#t
Breathless, the tech spit, with a message, I been piecing it since my tenth year
(Chorus)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
First to set it off, first to set it off (hip-hop)
Have these rappers folding, like petals falling, with cattle bars
What I got, sh#t, don’t get it twisted, check the catalogue
When i spark, from the mind, I hit you with these monologues
Direct, like its mono, dawg, sporting all these written bars
Falling off, they falling off, they itching for that Fentanyl
They ain’t gon’ last, I tell you that, they lack creative visions for
Making art, spreading culture, with the way Im moving boulders
Of the hardest hard on earth, sh#t be hitting different boarders
Homie, I get it, I’m with it, I really ain’t rocking no chains, nah
My Trini lil’ baddie, the baddest, I beat it, then rock on the stage, huh
Selling the bars, whipping the cars, I’m famous in town now
Beat it like Joe Jackson, with these hoes rappers, I might have to go action, uh
Guess we really be packing, huh, I be valid, don’t need to go platinum, huh
You ain’t with us, you in the wrong fraction, huh, In the 6 and you really say bracking bruh
Damn, that’s that weak sh#t, i could bodies these rappers on remix
If it’s featuring Sowdy, then it’s Sowdy’s song, and yeah, you ain’t competing
(Chorus)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off (hip-hop)
First to set it off, first to set it off (hip-hop)
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Sowdy & Macks Martin Lyrics – Don’t Do It