笨小笨Blood On The Leaves(Instrumental version originally performed by Kanye West)歌词由Ye (侃爷)演唱，出自专辑《Blood On The Leaves (Karaoke)》，下面是《Blood On The Leaves(Instrumental version originally performed by Kanye West)》完整版歌词！
Blood On The Leaves(Instrumental version originally performed by Kanye West)歌词完整版
Blood On The Leaves (Instrumental version originally performed by Kanye West) - Kanye West
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
Blood on the leaves
I just need to clear my mind now
It's been racin' since the summertime
Now I'm holdin' down the summer now
And all I want is what I can't buy now
Cause I ain't got the money on me right now
And I told you to wait
Yeah I told you to wait
So I'mma need a little more time now
Cause I ain't got the money on me right now
And I thought you could wait
Yeah I thought you could wait
These b**ches surroundin' me
All want somethin' out me
Then they talk about me
Would be lost without me
We could've been somebody
Thought you'd be different 'bout it
Now I know you not it
So let's get on with it
We could've been somebody
'Stead you had to tell somebody
Let's take it back to the first party
When you tried your first molly
And came out of your body
And came out of your body
Running naked down the lobby
And you was screamin' that you love me
Before the limelight tore ya
Before the limelight stole ya
Remember we were so young
When I would hold you
Before the blood on the leaves
I know there ain't wrong with me
Something strange is happening
You could've been somebody
We could've ugh we could've been somebody
Or was it on the first party
When we tried our first molly
And came out of our body
And came out of our body
Before they call lawyers
Before you tried to destroy us
How you gon' lie to the lawyer
It's like I don't even know ya
I gotta bring it back to the 'nolia
F**k them other n**gas cause I'm down with my n**gas
F**k them other n**gas cause I'm down with my n**gas
F**k them other n**gas cause I'm down with my n**gas
I ride with my n**gas I'd die for my
To all my second string b**ches try and get a baby
Trying to get a baby now you talkin' crazy
I don't give a d**n if you used to talk to Jay-Z
He ain't with you he with beyoncé you need to stop actin' lazy
She instagram herself like badbitchalert
He instagram his watch like madrichalert
He only wanna see that a** in reverse
Two thousand dollar bag with no cash in your purse
Now you sittin' courtside wifey on the other side
Gotta keep'em separated I call that apartheid
Then she said she impregnated that's the night your heart died
Then you gotta go and tell your girl and report that
Main reason cause your pastor said you can't abort that
Now your driver say that new Benz you can't afford that
All that c*****e on the table you can't snort that
That going to that owing money that the court got
All in on that alimony uh yeah yeah she got you homie
'Til death but do your part unholy matrimony
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees
From the poplar trees
