Lyrics:
Just driving through town
I stopped at a red light
Can't believe what I found
Five foot five
Baby blue eyes
Dixie cuts hanging
Off her thighs
I don't
The river runs so slow, out by the swaying trees
I want to meet you out, among the yellow leaves
I toss and turn cause I'm thinking of you
Red eyes,
it to your door
Yeah we still at the blocka
Sixty by the railroad
Only having hot shit the green
Shit is too slow
Working Pete booth we gon add
It if
didn't do (Oh)
About to draw that line one day
You see I had enough (Had enough aye)
Who was on your side every time
And backed you up (Backed you up yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeeah uuh
We catch‘em by suprise
Fell in love, suicide,
Take a puff, riding high
Niggas hatin, telling lies
Timeflies, roll the dice
never tell me that you don't wanna see me with a crown
Drown downtown and forgot to make a sound
Now i'm big boy with respect in my town
Burned my red
Ride or die
Yeah, you're my ride or die (ride or die)
Always standing right by my side (by my side)
You know I can't deny
Yeah, you're my ride or die
bed time
Red lines serve as margins where we marginalized
Where we starve in the yard til the garden arrives
Uptown, Uptown, Harlem, Rucker, Cup Brown,
the red
They don't bump heads no mo
They fill up heads with led and holes
And average pedestrials and bystanders passing by have died and become vegetables
something along these lines
I meet a girl, ask her, her favorite color and she tells me something on the color wheel
I'm tired of hearing purple, red, green
bubble waitin for me
Investigators sendin snitches for me
Sold out, lines around the block
Niggas waitin for a whiff of that base and that rock
Chicago
One, two, take a look at you
Death by matrimony!
Hey sucker,
(What the hell's got into you?)
Hey sucker!
(Now there's nothing you can do.)
the ghetto go figure
Yeah she got macked by some dope dealin' nigger
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all
still
Then all of a sudden, in the wink of an eye
A Cadillac sedan passed us by
I said boys that's the mark for me
But by then the taillights was
at the table make
Yo ho go fetch him a plate
Then I pull up in the Porsche
Bet whoever willin' to race
Charges dismissed by the feds still
Gotta deal with
their hands in the air
And all my boogie down broads,big blue screen yeah
We know Queens in here
And the money making Manhattans over here by HA
Crossfire into situations time after time
We'll finish this up tonight, not somewhere down the line
I've got few good friends by my side
Yeah, sleep interrupted
Phone line cut-off
Lying on the edge of a cliff, don't run off
Phone keeps buzzing
Don't even know ya
Super energetic
can wait in our bed
And I can show you the deep end
Deep end
Deep end
I'm staying up till three in the morning
My eyes blood red and my vision distorted
In Mato Grosso, Brazil
Progress cuts straight lines
Through ancestral circles
Slash-and-burns green forest
Into plains of red dust
Rips
Volition violated beneath a red moon
Victims Impotent to defy mandatory conscription
Mandatory conscript
Inflammatory concept
Mental reassignment
Sending the Minimum was never enough
Set goals and head closer
Break through to get by like red rover
See the marks on my chest like Bruce Lee
To get by
say
Voting lines should be better managed by Chick-fila
They have lines around the building yet in minutes you can get
A number one with fries
you get
And red between the lines
Don't place too much faith
In someone else's reputation
Watch closely, they might be just a shadow
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