Lyrics:
that bitch bonita
Knock the apple off any bum with the hollow heat seeker
Red cross bitch niggas, fuck the pint, she take blood by the litre
I'll
and roam the wrong streets at night
To make it back home after the 9 to 9
Made it through some times holding a 9
By any means...
So believe I'm trying
will die, within a few years
You're dead by then, so you've got no fears
All those kids think you can change the world
But only for the worse, you're
breathe when you kill for no reason?
Your energy is so demonic, you demon
I pray for you and give my problems to Jesus
We so tired of living in fear
We so
slices, no pies (No pies)
'Cause I'm not your slatt not your slime
(At all)
Young savage, I'm reppin' the 9 (The 9)
You cannot step with the guys (With
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (no kizzy)
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (yeah)
Only time I see
to five, you feel so low
When you gotta hustle, man that shit is no joke
Hold on, don't let your views cap
Pop this red pill let me show where the juice
The red is for the blood we all shed fighting
The black is for the nights we fight with no lighting
The white is for the clouds from witch we came flying
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
breath once more and live
And face existence
Without the need to suffer torment,
Fear, or shame
The red-by-nines
Above the Rhine
The clouds gripped
Roses in the bath water sipping on moscato
Im not playing fair no I'm playing by my rules
I take you to the mall and buy you anything you want too
I buy
story about me, Red, & Green!
Falling down to my terrified night beforе the
Battles between Vorkken who saved my life
& not trying to get trapped
By
you shaking by the legs
Eyes red message on read
Dodging the hate ole
No baseball but we got to slide just to be safe
She want all of me so I put it
inspired by narrative
Base of the faith of no fear
Red beams on the souls of the global sphere
Baby, I tell ya
I can smell
All your fear
From over here yea
silently run by the fear, silently run by the children, silently run by the frogmen, silently run by oxygen tanks, silently run by the nursing home, silently
the shame
My countless I am penniless
With nothing to my name
And no one to blame but myself
That's where the fear
That's where the fear
That red mess you
savior is here
Now in the shadow of valley of death I shall have no fear
Growing up we really had nothing
Damn always trying to come up with something
Left me in the dust here all by my own
So scared and alone no fear
bum with the hollow heat seeker
Red Cross bitch niggas, fuck the pint, she take blood by the litre
I'll never leave her, my viscous vixen
On liquor,
that bitch bonita
Knock the apple off any bum with the hollow heat seeker
Red cross bitch niggas, fuck the pint, she take blood by the litre
I'll
keep a nine by my side don't make a move
I get this bag again
I'm adding dividends
And no you not my friend
And no I won't pretend
I blow this nine again
But pack a nine inside, inside my De La drawers
A picture, picture, picture, picture painted pink
Could turn to red, to red, to red in blooded quick
no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyin from that hot ones flyin
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
Discuss these fear no 9 by red Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In