Search results for 'artist/Red'

letter, painting our script. you're the artist.
Red for the love, white for the lies, black the clichés, I'll see it in your eyes
Brush in some red, sketch

the full lines of exotic robots
red right, white left

buck 65, anguished language artist
red right, white left

residence
Indy artist. Red dot ya head
I let my desi vent
Hesi on the court while I'm shooting With zero hesitance
Hope you dodge a bullet
I know that I'm

oppressive
Mr Progressive he's no depressive
Mr Artist he's not a pragmatist
Mr Artist red rum with a twist
Mr Positive never in a tizz
Mr Positive so much

the garlic
With no sleep, writing my pain as an artist
Red beams on my back, feeling like a target

Running on empty, no time to charge it
Tryna get on top

shit, just like it's round two
Fell in love with music, so the game is who I'm Bound to
Y'all some corny artists, red noses just like Clowns do
Can't

Artist: Red HotChili

Album Title: Hottest

Track Title: Luv Me

Track No: 10


If you want me 

If you need me 

If you love me I don't need nobody

Artist: Red HotChili

Album Title: Hottest

Track Title: Places

Track No: 9


Girl I wanna take you to places 

Shower you some blessings 

I'll

Artist: Red HotChili

Album Title: Hottest

Track Title: No Wahala

Track No: 7



When she looks into my eyes she likes what she sees

Standing in

Artist: Red HotChili
Album Title: Hottest
Track Title: Easy
Track No: 8


You be the style of my swagger 

Oh baby I confess 

Girl you make me

just die jeez
Artists turning red they're bruising so quickly
I press them with lead abusing them sit, please
Guns with me man shooting them so swiftly

an artist
They got red hearts, mine scarlet

off the cartridge
Why you think I'm not an artist
I draw red of your type
Shit his too
Locked up
Cardiac arrest
But if im high enough im gon get through

Yeah yo bitch see me I look flawless
Smith and Wesson imma draw it like an artist
Put a red dot on your head yeah that's the target
Bitch I'm going

been in the sky im l lookin fly 
Since we parted tho
-
Scuse me pardon bro
Back to where you started bro 
Ima starvin artist wanna target red carpet bro

reality

New energy flowed again
Looked for studio space
In town
crtist co-op
No space but
Collaborated with fellow artists
cnd formed 'Red Shoes'

The Turnaround Road

Diane Cluck

Oh Vanille/Ova Nille

2005

an artist left
His red rock garden in the turnaround road where I sit in the morning
It gets kicked around the cul-de-sac
By those who go and double back