Lyrics:
a message in the music ain't a part of the game
A, coincidence that we livin' a lie
A, coincidence that we only get by
A, coincidence that so many are lost
Century
Tell me do I look like a desperate man
Champagne and flowers in my hand
I don't know her, she don't know me
She's my video date, she's my
Death breath left body death of breath body rest the rest cross over to the other side
God's angel to grab us Jehovah Christ over cross over by death
money done changed me)
Sacrificed I put my life on the line
Close to death I look death in the eyes
Beat the odds stayed solid through that time
Red rum
Lover, lover mine
A freshly sharpened blade
I fall on every time
Death by a thousand cuts
Lover, lover gone
Leave me on my own
Another red line drawn
Death
Whenever I have a video attack
He's right there by my back
Keepin' me on track
So if I bug out, and act like a lunatic
He does Donkey Kong, and as soon as it
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
drive-by of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braille
From a lunatic, I'm death like arsenic
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)
It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die
Demons around me
Across on my neck
Demons around me
A cross on my neck
Walk through
The shadow of death
Walk through
The shadow of death
Demons
know the red one from the video
But really though she ain't coming and she ain't running the
Trizzie yo!
[Chorus 2x]
[Big Pun:]
Disrespect the Don
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
Vainglorious! This is protected, by the red, the black, and the
green, with the key! On the road again. Sissy! And ya' don't stop!
impress me with your raps, impress me by being dead
I'll be impressed when your bleeding red
'Cause at least you can say you done somethin' I haven't done
Cars, Money, and Clothes
My music loud when I roll
Cigar lit when I drink
These pretty girls at my shows
This life is gon' be the death of me
This
the Source with the 3 page ad
Watch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly
Labels scarred to death to let their artist bomb with me
'Cause you can send
the Source with the three page ad
Watch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly
Labels scared to death to let their artist bomb with me
'Cause you can send
Down by the sea shore
It's that scarlet welcome carpet
That I fiend for
My dreams spore schemes each more
Malicious than the pre-ceding
Red skies
Your stressed (Stressed)
See me with the red and blue Gucci stripe across my chest
Call me blessed, this ain't bless (Naa)
Tryna make it from round
then I have to wake
Get to work, keep it goin, can't stop, can't take a break
Gotta get it done, in time for me to do the things I wanna do
But by
this that I'm told to be red on the spot
Dissed by a nigga I admire (sucka)
Oh shit, hell no this can't be
Who's this on the radio dissing me
D-O- double
the alley under a ladder tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street got hit by a toyota with a hatchback
Play my music let everyone know that I can rhyme
But
in bed firm
My lead burns til' I cook up a net worth
The best bums making me red rum the deaf, dumb
And I never turn a blind eye
I'm Neji Hyuuga that's
him to the clouds like an usher
You don't get the picture I'll paint it in red
You scared of the facts so you lie in your head
I do not blame you, you
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