Lyrics:
were wavin the red white end blue
It seemed strange to me / was it strange to you?
Brotha's on the street / And everyone is scared a ya
So how could
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line
And a little southeast
need to fix your faces quickly
'for your spirit get eliminated
I've been initiated, strictly by invitation
To the order of the Samurai
So this is sacred
and blue
Wash the skies anew
A boiling red breaks through
Accursed spirits scream
By the sword's dark crimson gleam
Dissolves into a dream, across the desert
Still today's music has become the Matrix
And the real rhythm is in the red pill
So I chose it knowing I can never return once I'm gone
And I hope you got
you stupid boy, don't ask that question at all
I see red and white blue lights as I look in my rear
Put the gas out, it's Friday and it's smokey in
Red
Going to Charm City, for a harbor cruise
The Spirit of Baltimore, Kim sings the blues
We wage war in the Capitol, we gotta give it a rest
I wish it
Red on blues down the highway
In red high-heeled shoes and gabardine dress
Leaning on the side of a Chevy BelAir
In worn out blue shoes
Cookies sitting on the table but they're burned to a degree
When his ass comes in my house I'll let my Christmas spirit free
The dead body of Santa is
and natives in the red, white, and blue
Coat-check the ego, it's bigger than me and you
See the bigger picture, get a view
Want change? This the way to move
missed a beat
Meat gets beat
By a cleaver
Or a beaver
But you probably need your hand
I can no longer stan
Or stand
The red white and blue
Liberties
[Verse 1]
Pitch black red clay screams echo from the trees kudzu
covers every living thing and dead folks seen down
by the side of the road voodoo
You're the one I connected to
You're turning my black skies blue, so blue
You started a fire in my head
You're love's got me high, I'm seeing red
Let me do
those who gang bang
See I used to wear blue never ever wore red
You gon’ see a new me
Now that the old man’s dead
Yeah surrendering all white rags high up
nervous in Northumberland
And Devon is down the drain,
They're filled with wrath
On the firth of Forth
And sullen on Salisbury Plain,
In Dublin they're
Red velvet smooth creeping down
Might slide on through
See what I can do with
This doob and this D'usse
Match vibes, smoke out
Match vibes, smoke out
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Walking like I got no fear
Vision blurry now it clear
Demons in the war get up out my way
Walk by faith so you know I got no fear
Walking like I got
the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,
the new red
The Spirit and the Sword
Got me workin' on my two-step
Flowin' like a rasti
Dance like Jamiroquai
Speakin' simple English
But they actin'
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line
And a little southeast
get to the west throw some backwood ash in the lake
My marathon runs forever red xhucks got a blue lace
Some niggas gon try to test me Im just waiting
rivets up here in this eagle
There are box cars down there on your snake
And we are twins of spirit
No matter which route home we take
Or what we
rivets up here in this eagle
There are box cars down there on your snake
And we are twins of spirit
No matter which route home we take
Or what we
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