beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me Ya couldn't go wrong wid we Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead I rather run
and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me Ya couldn't go wrong wid we Eyes bloodshot red when I floss instead I rather
Old McDonald had a farm Ee-eye, ee-eye, my dick (Is he dead?) You can run but you can't hide, I find ya Just when you think the shit is over, I'm standin
outsiders tend to disrespect the place Where niggas do their strugglin' die with a straight face Survivin', under conditions demons dinin? You can run it but can?t hide
find ya Here's your death certificate, might as well sign it The ending, I'm the reaper, why you hiding? I'm violent, I strike with the force of a bomb
'm talkin' about I had a dream and seen a double sun A different world was in the makin' The ruler of this new world was Satan The sky turned blood-red
sky I caught her here in my arms Well life was pretty peachy things were really keen All the sudden that ol? gal got mean Her wings fell off she started turnin? red
and MC'ing Guess I'm closed (clothes) minded Obama suite, you one below, up in the Joe Biden I'm in your city just chillin', where are your hoes hiding
'm paintin' the town red To hide a heart that's blue I'm gay with the crowd I play with the crowd But oh, if they only knew I'm paintin' the town red To hide
toe Chain on chill, watch on freeze So much ice I got lookin' like Chinese Gucci shades, but they still can't hide me I hit the club eighteen with no
Whatcha trying to say that You haven't tried to say before? You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gas Why don't ya fuck off? And you think
I am the red in the rose The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor And I am the gray in the ghost That hides with your clothes behind your closet
I'd like to feel that you could be free Look up at the blue skies beneath a new tree Sometime again you'll turn green and the sea turns red My son I
an eye and an F for fight Takin me down is a prisoners right Got shackles on my words are tight Thinking makin compromise Fast enough it's hard to hide
You gotta hit him with the right of way Maybe black too far for any like the one seen In a way it's sane either way it's gotta mean Red sister might
So Im Passin Twice Fellin Like A graduation Wit All Of these Flashing Lights You Fuckin RIght IM ???????? You Damn Right Alotta Wife Go To Smashing Night Red
