Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NAJ
Performer
David John Ricci
Lead Vocals
Naj Loud
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David John Ricci
Songwriter
Naj Loud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David John Ricci
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
The Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
That ain't me.
You see,
I'm the Man.
I'm gonna take it.
I'm gonna make it.
I'm gonna do everything I can.
Ya'll listen…
This is all about the Freedom.
This is all about the Creating.
This is all about us.
This is all about the making.
I gotta shed the weight.
Of your ill gotten,
Downtrodden fate.
Smoking the crack,
Of the whack things you think.
Bringing us down,
When it's time to release.
You call it a game.
But you ain't in it.
You think you know it all.
But your just the sin of it.
You forgot about the Creating,
All you dealing with is the hand shaking.
Self enslaving!
Trying to pass off what you copy,
As Fine Art.
It's time you stepped to the plan.
Go out and get what you can.
'Cause this is all you need,
And all you need,
Is what I am.
What I can.
All you need is me.
Talking 'bout Love!
What it takes to be free.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
The Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
I shouldn't have to explain why,
But just let me clarify.
If you didn't follow suit.
Playing somebody else's shit.
Covering the week.
Reiterating the canned hate.
And the rhetoric of distaste.
We’d all be one.
Sitting on top of the mountain.
Creating the Love.
That the world be shouting.
You let the insecurity,
Lessen the Progress,
That we all had inside us.
How much longer till you wake up and realize.
Open your eyes,
To what's been going down.
Give up the ship,
And climb abord the plane.
Take up arms,
Against the coping lame.
The bells sounded.
Step in the Ring.
It's time to fight and forget everything.
Everything you ever thought.
Everything you thought was right.
It was all wrong.
It's time to come correct.
You running around in circles,
While I keep moving on.
Forget the bullshit hype.
About the people who ain't nothing,
But refabricating, chump change making,
Mediocre snake oil salesmen.
The people who been copying,
Call it creation.
But it ain't real.
It ain't right.
Never working towards a goal.
Just coping the old.
It's time you wake up,
Make something worth the hype.
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
The Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
Not just the Regular.
We should have all been raising up,
Instead of putting each other down.
It's In The Blood!
It's in the game.
You gotta step to the game.
To rule…
You gotta get up off your ass.
It's time Baby.
Release yourself.
It's in the Blood.
Ooooooh, whooooh, Oooohh,
It's in the Blood.
It's in the Blood.
Ooooooh, whooooh, Oooohh,
It's in the Blood.
It's in the Blood.
Ooooooh, whooooh, Oooohh,
It's in the Blood.
It's in the Blood.
Ooooooh, whooooh, Oooohh,
It's in the Blood.
It's in the Blood.
Written by: David John Ricci, Naj Loud