Traces of my bloodtype
Was found at the scene of the crime
I didn't mean to blow that hoe mind
I didn't mean to blow that stupid hoe mind
But yo, yeah
She had the nerve to say she had my baby
Yo this bitch must be crazy
Talkin' about her baby got traces of my bloodtype (6 kids, 6 kids)
And I ain't even fucked the hoe

Yo, traces of my bloodtype was found all over Jimi Hendrix guitar
I spilled some blood on Elvis' blue suede shoes
I guess that's why he a movie star (he all shook up)

Traces of my bloodtype was found in the backseat of a 6-trey
Ragtop Chevrolet
Homey don't play
'Cause these are traces of my bloodtype (6 kids found dead)

Traces of my blood type was found on the cross
Jesus Christ got crucified on
Lived and died on
Suicide on
Traces of my bloodtype

Traces of my bloodtype was found at the scene of the crime
When Rodney King got beat
Malice Green got beat to death, though
'Cause these are traces of my bloodtype (1 dead, 1 alive)
'Cause life ain't nothin' but a whiskey dream
Goin' insane like Kurt Cobain
Blowin' out my brains just to prove a point
That I ain't afraid to die
And why
'Cause traces of my bloodtype were found
Every time someone draws down
And the blood stains hit the ground
In the inner city, it ain't pretty
It's a disrespect for...

And traces of my bloodtype are found at the scene of the crime
Of some type of domestic violence
One person dead in silence
'Cause she's a corpse now (her head shot off)

And traces of my bloodtype was found at the Post Office
When that kid ran in there and shot those people
Just because his check didn't come on the third
Word

Traces of my bloodtype were found at the scene of the crime
When Malcolm X got shot
And it's all still a conspiracy
But you don't hear me though
Traces of my bloodtype

All I'm sayin' is life's fucked up
So when you get dealt a couple blood stains
And they test it
And you find out it's traces of my bloodtype
Then you'll know you did it