Lyrics:
talking we ain't into venting
When I talk my s*** I back it
Up I think I need a cleansing
Boy be acting like a b****
It must be his ambition
Red eye red
to vote by saying the
Lesser of two evils is still a choice
Well maybe or maybe not
Niggas rhyming like they got 80 Glocks
You home watching I Love the 80's
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
into slop, like it dropped, from top floor Wiping blood on my face, ‘cause I’m a Red Rumma My eyes spit flames, my heart pounds like thunder Snuff out
I have seen it through the walls
Sunlight hurts when I leave the house
My eyes turn black and I don't know how
I burst into flames, I incinerate
I
far from the binoculars
So, that smart money finna get that heat out the car
Yo, I'm K-Dot Lamar meets 2Pac Shakur
I got profiled by a few cops, too
Come on
1 2 1 2 uh uh
1 2 1 2
Mr. Meth and Doc
1 2 1 2
Uh uh 1 2 1 2
DJ Scratch on the track
1 2 1 2
Wa wa 1 2 1 2
Break your motha fuckin
so tight, I hopin this dont fly night,fly by night/ Starin out the window of a red eye.. Bitch i’m feeling like a jedi.. jedi/
Verse 2: Ro Spit
I’m
the eye
I turned around and found that I was still alive
Snakes rise high from the purple black sky
The red cloud rains and the black horse rides
Then
the eye
I turned around and found that I was still alive
Snakes rise high from the purple black sky
The red cloud rains and the black horse rides
Then
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Bang bang,
Professor X:
"Freedom or death, we shall all be moved. Vanglorious! This is
protected by the red, the black, and the green, with a key,
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood
Drink it up, fifty
you when the bullets be touchin you
Paul bearers'll carry you
to the cemetary where your momma gon' bury you
Black suit be fittin you nigga, I got hood
I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So
I stay on my P's & Q's, blowing Q's & P's
Any sudden urgency will have you any emergency
Cause I'll red dot your eyes, leak blood across your tees
So
to the dome
2 shots to the dome 5 left in the chrome
All black red and gold like my bitch favorite rose
I rose from the snow did it all on my own
Boy better
Pay attention everything I mentions is a ??
Like how to do with a move
Because the two sit I go by cash rules
Everything around me do movement
nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
(Listen)
Two words, United States, no love, no breaks
Low brow, high stakes, crack smoke, Black folks
Big Macs, fat
Livin' by a guard and totem of the night
I'm slamin' doors 2-4-5 'n pullin' the keys
Now these are the traged valuable luxuries to me
In the early dawn,
the fuckin club make it shake
Holding bad bitches by they waist
Pulling out and I’m busting on they face
Yeah that black henny in my cup
Got me friendly
can never fall
Yeah
[Chorus: x2]
[Sonny Cheeba]
Brother joe chi be a part of
Black connection
Sonny cheeba be a part of
Black
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