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Catch a bullet, gonna bleed blue, white, and red
Everyone is hypersensitive and super cancel happy
Say it's racist to be proud you're here, I guess
it, I’ll say it
I’m a red flag, I’m a red flag
Ain't got no time for games, ain't got no time for trauma
Ain't got no time for people tryna cause me
better not deny it
I can't believe I took shit from a red head
Eyes turn red finna put you on your death bed
It's not like you were on my side anyways
You
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
We've known each other for a long time
Two little brats always side by side
From day one I was mesmerized
Been lying here so in the dark
Humming
Blue fo) reHolla
Blue fo) a gather ab) ha ma
TO Frank, blue' s the colour
Y'3ny3 Chelsea fans oo borga
Always High cos we the sky my nigga
No reason
at night he doesn't make a sound
Just adding to the wrinkles on his deathly frown
They're only red from all the tears that i should've shed
They're only red
Oh na na na naa na zay
Said I want you by my side
Girl I want you here with me
Na wodo no 3wurawura me
Na wodo no ak) me mu
Said I want you by my
need a threesome
Just give me a threesome
Three, three, three, three, threesome
Push your head up in these strong arms
Every city we live I need
Baby-blue is the ocean
spread out wide into her eyes
Roll on crystal waters
carried by the tide
Screaming red is the rose
blooming onto her mouth
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
Hi Tech red got me noddin'
Real Rx, I empty the bottle
How the fuck TI ain't do no jail time?
He got caught with Saddam Hussein firearms
The head
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
there's three things I learned to put before my self and career
God, family and my fans
I wish that I could hold your hand
And be like Moses, part the Red
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Focus on the author now of this here high/said some clever shit don’t let it pass you by/yeah I’m educated got my masters why/Romeo a sucka so
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Focus on the author now of this here high/said some clever shit don’t let it pass you by/yeah I’m educated got my masters why/Romeo a sucka so
Cadillac doors, red paint switchin' lane-to-lane
I ain't came to lose bitch, I done paid my dues bitch
Got fifteen years off in this muthafuckin' rap shit
to a no-one
Identification Code: Unidentified
I got cosmophonic, pressed a button, changed my face
You recognised, so what? I turned invisible
and accept it
Gunna change this place
One step at a time
This soldier ain't getting in line
The future's all about your design
And I paint with colour
there wasn't no help..
Im all by myself staying low like a elf..
You wanna feel all of the pain that I felt..
Going to the store broke with change for sum
by giant cryptographer
Hoarding stolen ingots
Storage banks
Your trust isn't it kind of col
No I haven't
You would think that I don't blame you
You're
Nowhere to hide
No such thing as a free one
Verse 2:
I'm sitting side by side
Wid a sweet
I ain't ever been a cat
But I'll eat one
So it's rare
Kross
Who the boss? Niggas get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic,
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