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eyes turned red when the city hall burned bright
As red as the blood from my arm searching for colours

We'll burn this whole place down
I think I'm
The colour in her cheeks
Was just her natural skin
She wore no makeup
To make her look that way
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks
What more can I

3D

JLS

Jukebox

JLS

2011

I wanna love in 3d, I'm gonna turn you on just like a tv
I'll have your body moving till you're popping out the screen
I'll make your whole world
Watching the town go by
Nanna made another Red Sox fan
'Til the day I die

That was back in '65
It doesn't seem like a long time ago
Grandmama keeping
ready, so ready
I'm a red hot pistol
And I'm ready to fight
I'm a thirty eight special
On a Saturday night
I'm gonna kiss your boo-boo honey
Make it
that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we can't get along, no resolution
'Til we
I thumb the pages one by one
What if a little bit rubs off on me
Soak up the pictures til I'm gone
Dreams for the dreamers, food for fantasy
Yey,
to panic, it's under control
We're aerodynamic and ready to roll

Rev on the red line
You're on your own
Rev on the red line
Just let it go

Runnin'
Don't bother telling me what I got coming in the morning
I already know
I got some feelgood pills and a red Gatorade by my bed
Ready to go

I'm
Black Sheep Five  this is Red Dog One  come back 
This is Black Sheep  copy 
State your position 
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
Don't bother telling me what I got coming in the morning
I already know
I got some feelgood pills and a red Gatorade by my bed
Ready to go

I'm gonna
a big red pocket
Flyin' high by the time the band comes on

I'm loaded, got a fist full of cash
I'm rollin' just filed her up with gas
I'm goin'
brilliant red

And you know red's a colour for sin and danger
Ready now to take my chance
With any handy stranger
People will always
Love and Love
to make all I can make (never) 

Represent my niggas 'til the bow breaks 

but haters hate we can eat steak by the lake. 



Chorus 

The Guppies
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you why.
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
They took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
And arrows and a paragraph on the back
I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
Don't make me clown and have to go put on my red nose

[Verse 3]
I'm comin in, Drivin my short bus
With it's
You can talk that in my ear, but it ain't shit, 'til you come down here

My nigga fuck what ya say (We Ready!)
Ain't no more play in GA (We Ready!)
My
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three

The pink's no
The gardener standing by
Three offers he made to me
The pink, the violet and red rose
Which I refused all three
Which I refused all three

The pink's no
cracks by the stroller
I'm registered voter, motherfuck a quota
Give some bakin soda and a quarter
Bet I flow straight up out the water
I'ma wreck
by the chosen one (sing it man)
(So let it be written)
(So let it be done)
(To kill the first born pharaoh son)
I'm creeping death

Now, let my people
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace
that's a feeling only me and Lebron know
I'm living three dreams,
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's
'Cause we can't get along, no resolution
'Til we
the keys off his neck 

(come here) 

we on the clock, three mintues til we finished 

feds are on the way, but I'm tryin to see spinach 

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