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Blood Drive

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[Verse 1: South Side Chicago male MC, low and menacing] Halloween on Halsted and the Hawk is out tonight Wind off the lake cut through your coat like a bite Clinic on the corner got a banner, give a pint I been working that chair since before they had the lights Since the Great Fire, I been on the late crew Never take a day shift, never seen the sky blue Squeeze the ball, make a fist, little pinch, now relax I don't need a damn cookie, I don't need a snack [Pre-Hook: South Side Chicago male MC, almost smiling] They call it giving back, so I'm giving it back to me Little bag, little tag, and the first one's free [Hook: South Side Chicago male MC, heavy, every word on the snare] Every drive I ever had was a blood drive You came in to save a life, I came here to stay alive Little pinch, little sting, don't you look me in the eyes Every drive I ever had was a blood drive [Verse 2: South Side Chicago male MC, colder] Day nurse counting, says the numbers don't add Forty signed in and thirty-eight in the bag Supervisor's on my ass about the loss I said come in after midnight, I'll show you who's the boss He came in after midnight, now he's pale and he's polite Donates every Tuesday and he never sees the light Bus full of costumes pulling up to the door Plastic teeth and capes, man, I seen it all before [Hook: South Side Chicago male MC, heavy, every word on the snare] Every drive I ever had was a blood drive You came in to save a life, I came here to stay alive Little pinch, little sting, don't you look me in the eyes Every drive I ever had was a blood drive [Bridge: South Side Chicago male MC, monster pitch-down, his voice pitched far down like something under the floor] I know every block in this city by the taste B positive in Bridgeport, O neg on the West Side, no waste Lincoln Park tastes like money and a little bit of fear South Side tastes like overtime, and that's why I'm still here [Verse 3: South Side Chicago male MC, slow and deadly calm] Five a.m., the Hawk dies down, the sky goes gray I lock the cooler, kill the lights and I'm away They hung up my picture, employee of the year Everybody's on the wall, but I don't appear Donor card asked my type, I just signed it with a smile Said I'm whatever you got on you, baby, stay a while Happy Halloween, Chicago, wear your little cape I'm the real thing, I'm working, and I'm never late [Hook: South Side Chicago male MC, heavy, every word on the snare] Every drive I ever had was a blood drive You came in to save a life, I came here to stay alive Little pinch, little sting, don't you look me in the eyes Every drive I ever had was a blood drive [End]