* released in the days before "Here to Save You All"

  (send ALL QUESTIONS about this song to the typist)



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[Sample] Alright. Now which one of these Puerto Ricans bloodied you?

[Shout] CHINOOO!!!



Now who makes the blood spill?

And who keeps the shits real?

(repeat 2x)



Chorus: (repeat 4x)

Chino XL!!

The high yellow blood spiller.



Verse 1:

Dark night of the blood spiller, niggas leaking from red shots

Drippin it's from the shots it's the Grim Reaper 

that's when you think opportunity knocks

Now battling Chino XL your ass get's flowed !??!?!



Yo, yo, yo, hold up man, chill out, yo, yo, get this off right here



You better get away get away I think I need a shrink

I'll rip out your windpipes forever you'll lip-sync

Chino XL with the maddest baddest fattest status

?!?! pretty as a ?!?! but in the fist I can still get busy

The sight of blood it makes me horny 

don't believe me then try to roll on me

Don't question my story i'm not Tywanna Brawly

Blasting me getting it out working it out like Jane Fonda

I really rip the Pope and that so fuck Sinaid O'Conner

Like Matt Cobra I flex it you ?!?! get it scizophrenic

I have to kill you muthafuckas backwards i'm dyslexic

Flowing you to a different world like Quincy Hardison please!

Leave 'em punch-drunk like Muhammad Ali, G

You be like "Yo Adrian!" mugged up like Rocky

I'm getting rid of niggas like a nigger-hating Nazi

And this is how the cops kill 

when I drill your head with nails like Hellraiser

Chino XL wont go out like D.U.S.F.L.

"Your nigga Chino was a sucker back in the day" you told some reporter

Yeah and Michael Jackson got a skin disorder

I'm from the street don't play me like i'm knowledge

You can still get shot up by a nigga looking like De'Barge



Chorus



Verse 2:

Beating and bludgening you with any object that's blunt

Illest nigga I like watching elderly people fuck

I'm a famous gang rapist !??!?! like I'm Richard Lisson

Man don't try to cross me like I'm the Verezzano Bridge

Hitting niggas off like I'm from San Quintin

Getting my dick sucked 

on the cover of Source magazine by Hillary Clinton

I got mad body parts scattered all over my kitchen and in my fridge

Give me a knife i'm making you squeel like a pig

Don't try to sleep on Chino XL because my dicks is ?!?!?!

I'm treating you like the President i'll smoke you but I don't inhale

Banned from MTV for what I said about Jennifer Levins case

Still my brain's twisted like Mary Butterfucco's face

Your girl's time of the month you like "You ain't all horny dummy"

But i'm the blood spiller so yo i'm thinking "Yummy yummy!"

They call me the blood spiller that don't mean my blood gets spilt

But I paint the graphic scenes of tragic deaths that gives you chills

Half Puerto Rican half black, man you don't speak Spanish

I don't speak African neither

*gun shot*

Now that's my language

My lead made your head spin like the exorcist

The good news is I shot you but the bad news is your ass lived

I can create something from nothing like a magician

I use the occult and black magic to escape from my position

They say I don't get my props my companies mistreating me

I'll answer that in a ?minute? cuz Satan keeps on beeping me



Chorus



Verse 3:

Blood! Rising like a flash flood enough to fill a bath-tub

Just check out the lines on the rug after the body's drug

Slug, since he made Smith N Wessun I give God thanks

Just ask Bruce Lee's son - "Chino never shoot blanks"

Now when I was a young......

*background sounds overwhelm the lyrics for 1 or 2 lines*

Little caligula indocked the fame but after Dracula

Though I may be booed I view Charles Manson as spectacular

I advocate domestic violence and think it's funny

Slapping up the stuck up bitch called hip-hop 

cuz she fucking owe me money

And if my company tries to play me for my ?ude?

Then i get red and dead i'm leaving them dead

I'm slapping the yamika's off they head

Yo people come follow me now and I ?!!? like padding your lies

After me Satanical maniacal devil worshipping

Upside down cross pawn portion evil triple six muthafuck Heaven

Wish I was Woody Allen i'll try to molest Sonia Brevin

*I make the blood spill!* Right to my last breath

I make the blood spill til I avenge Tracy's death

Whipping you like a bitch with no tits if I get my mits on ya'

You're feeling fucked now your jaw's playing tricks on ya'

I got no love for those who saw me scar me and harm me

It's war I ain't going out like that purple dinosaur Barney

I stab you! You stab me!

We're a Waco family!



Chorus x3