Lyrics:
you tryna make a big change
Better scream till you red in the face
Like Stephen A Smith
Like Stephen A Smith
It’s so groovy make you want to shake
the night)
Beware of the devil's knight (Devil's knight devil's knight)
Dotted path of green lights
Strips of red strips of white
Swallowed by vanta black
you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay
the taste of your liquor off my lips
Your fingers on my hips
Oh, I gotta get a grip
Babe
Your lipstick was cherry red
Now it's all over my face
Face
Your hair
The gardener standing by, three offers he made me.
The pink, the violet, and red rose, which I refused all three.
Which I refused all three
The pink's no
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
it
What goes up must come on down
Get your feet back on the ground
Narcissus in a red dress
You're like all the rest, Miss
Blinded by your own
Red dot to the stomach imma makem burp
They don't like to see me rather see me on a shirt
I know she a red flag by the way she rock the birks
Always
Aye pretty baby dont you know you drive me crazy
Dont you know that I cant live without you
And I know you waiting by the phone and contemplating
His father was a man who could never understand
The shame on a red man's face
So they lived in the hills and they never came down
But to trade in
The spiked red hair...and the..and the, paintn' his face
Wha, hold on man, Tech is losein' it man
He's not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was
I don't know about you
But I need a little getaway
I bet you're feeling it, too
Girl, it's written all over your face
Let's go somewhere where
Looking through the tall glass door
I’ve never noticed you before
Lines in wood are crumbling now
When did you get old
Bound by tall red roofs under
This for all them 38 babies out the North you hear me?
Look, gang
This that red rum shit, fuck how you come shit
Better keep your gun bitch,
*YourMove*
Ha ha ha ha-ha
Prez-O bay bay
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Carry many faces like crya Starks,
Ya froze when you saw me,
So I gave you a jumpstart
Gave em
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
Red light frustrations
Mundane Monday stares
Turned wide-eyed
As a flash of red color goes by
Lady on a bicycle
Stirring the air
She glides by I sigh
red, code red
Every time I need a person I can trust
There's one
All bags get a crinkled crunch
Trash actin' like it wasn't lunch
Your face is
Juicey
Got pulled over
Left
The cops body on the shoulder
Then
Rolled it over
Red
Red Rover
I'm
Not sober
But I
Made it home made stouffers
All day
Face
I'm seeing red, 'cause you lyin'
You tryna hide the fact by you cryin'
And you ain't no actress, I know that you been on that nigga's mattress
Smoke green hit that shit straight
Bad bitch dreaming awake
Codein I'm living away
I take drugs t'il my eyes red
T'il my eyes red
Smoke green hit
I can hear a voice
I can hear it through the wall
Calling me
Hey Faustus
Hey Faustus
The mirror belies the truth
I can see a face
I can see it
and them just shot at my dawg.
I’m spinnin by myself Ian making no call
say they didn’t see no face so we killin them all.
Gone paint the city red put some
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Perhaps a bottle of rose instead
We'll get a table near the street
In our old familiar place
You and I, face
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