Lyrics:
Lighter square freestyle the tale I'ma tell later
Hike to the thin red line that's Sheridan
By the time my name dries waitin' for the train here it is
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.
She
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.
She
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line
And a little southeast
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line
And a little southeast
through blank stares
Get your mind right
Words said by talking heads
Tell-lie-vision
When chemical lines kill minds
Info red target
Inner city markets
From father to son
The blood runs thin
See faces frozen still
Against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
From father to son
The blood runs thin
See faces frozen still
Against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
From father to son
The blood runs thin
Ooh, there are faces frozen stiff
Against the wind
The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines
the red line 'tween hope and Oblivion?
Blood, it flows hot, on and on
Down your arms, across the floor
A thin red line shows my song
Perfect waves, nothing
No roof motherfucker, we keep on going up
You're so full of yourself, you're about to throw it up
You're walking on thin ice, and I got the colder
rover is coming pretending to be by my side
Here's my superstition and here's my thin red line
I ride into the new horizon
The dead-end land
It's my time
of my pride
Like a Zebra on my arms but, red are the stripes
Crazy how my minds joyful when I'm 'round those I love-
But when I'm by myself I hide alone
the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had
there in ten tops
Clip full like an inbox, shoot you in your AirPods
I'd like to thank my plug at this time, I cannot forget slime
It's a thin line
that the radio played
Waiting on the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity
Wise man lookin' in
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity
Wise man lookin' in
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
on by, we're hiding out, we're hiding out.
Walk on by, she's a red star.
She's a red star.
Tell me how did you let them in?
We were silent secret agents,
show
it's a thin thin line
we're walking
got to hold on with our arms open wide
red red square is burning
don't let the flames of freedom die
picture us,
detonations,
The thin red line marks your body and time gets too long
Close your eyes and shoot the gun no matter who falls
Drowned in greed, raping feelings,
asked once
No, you never asked why
If I was putting things off
If I was drinking too much of that red wine
Oh, you'd wear yourself thin
And accept
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