Lyrics:
Red light, stop sign, go
Green light, go
Yellow, go
Always, go
I can't stop going to the forward direction (I can't stop, can't stop, can't stop)
My
race escaped to space
They were chased by flyin phenomena to the lunar base.
Flotillas and space centers lasers probe the entrance
D.N.A code
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
bite your whole nipple off, sick like sickle-cell anemia
Travel around my curse universe
I'm droppin' 98.7 degrees down to Red Alert
Droppin'
At two lost eyebrows lisping into the unexpected
And the archetypal postman delivering your seed letters
Whose eyes are black eggs really
Upon a long
syllables can he fit within the second with no content
Use your own logic
No comment
No more violence
I just came in to enjoy the silence
I got my hand
as a feather
When I turn it all around
And it's calling out my name
Paint by number sky
I just don't feel the pain
Like I once did
Black cadillac, love shack
cause we don't believe in goin' head up
On a sweet lick for 100's, 50's, and dubs, trigger finger itchy with snubs
Hit me wit love, black gloves, red
already know that, man
Diamoned up, double O sevens, come through, 1-8-7
Back to the Hill in a second, yeah
Sons jump in front of them bullets, push me
Um, yeah palms sweating guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black clothes
premature as Biz Markie
Can't expect you to like me more than you love rap beefin'
You respect white people more than you love black people
Shit, I let you
when you see me
I matte black all my cars (G)
Go
This a Hellcat (go)
Yeah, the red key (fast)
Thought I seen a F.E.D
Damn near scared me
Bitch,
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, knawhatimean, Killah Priest
I changed my name, man, it's Leo Angel now
Knawhatimean? Yo, this is Black Market
unstainable
I chew rocks
Slipe wit type digital soup deflect bullets
Black hooded surrounded by forty acres of wooded
Land, like my cousin dusty dirty
to his body, 9 in his head
Transgressions paid in full by blood, Lil Red was dead
Street code is the shit that we live by
Transgressions is something that
the meanest nastiest rootenest-tootenest blobfish to ever fly the Seven
But before that all happened there was a man by the name of Jo Jinnan Jr
That was
Cincinnati caps, black and red
I'll take an Actifed, go back to bed, allergic to the fumes
Having a funeral for the news cause the facts is dead
The trust
talkin' about a measly nine shots
Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
Call me Goldie, I'll smack your b*tch too
[Verse 7: Lil Wayne]
Five oh four
Uno You Know
Written By Ari Grooves
And C Shep
Banter Intro
Chorus
Uno, You Know
Uno,You Know
Uno, You Know
Uno,You Know
Verse 1
Deal me out 7
raped
A figures been through my drawers
Always read the times in between the black
Spent my summers in that country
So I consider myself a Jack
Some
a couple tan packs
Shoot up your Sedan 'Llac, nigga, I demand stacks
I ain't playing black, bitch, I be spraying Macks
And all type of guns with
find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still puzzled how my antidote runs
Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it
find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still puzzled how my antidote runs
Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it
for the dragon's sake
Make no mistake
That he sealed his fate by making us wait
So put em on a plate and add a lil' fear for the taste
Red eyes marking
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