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It was you Tearing me up piece by piece You discovered the ugly truth about me We were both deceived and we were the deceivers I wish I could still
they belong in the runnel When I spit all you see is red Red I'll leave you snoozing in bed Bed By the time you know it, you'll be dead Bullet thought
your jewels You can keep the color TV, those soaps just make me sick All I'm asking you leave me, is my little red joystick My red joystick, my red
her mouth while she tryna wrestle my jeans off Glytch called Talking about hacking a body I had the aim bot Headshot Hit him by default Missing a piece
Red took it I don't sleep so my dreams ain't lucid Strapped to a chair and my mama ain't there Getting choked to death by a bunch of red hair I'm
better move, or catch on from the Four Peice of Doom. Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert
more bliss Then eat you piece by piece Piece by piece, by piece, by piece Piece by piece, by piece, by piece Piece by piece, by piece, by piece Piece by
motherfuckers better move, Or catch on from the Four piece of Doom. Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red alert Red alert, red alert, red
them hoes by the dozen O.G. nigga get a new piece Pass the old down to his cousin Spell out your name, your corner, your clique I know a pimp that
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie, and we keepin' it fly Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo When, the people
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie You love to eat and get high We deceive when we lie, and we keepin' it fly Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo When, the people
the headlights Drive by the moonlight Talk about what the future might hold Down that red dirt road It's where I drank my first beer It's where I found
the headlights Drive by the moonlight Talk about what the future might hold Down that red dirt road It's where I drank my first beer It's where I found
Street Big bean rollin' twenty a piece For all the red homies, I smoke, I drink Stay with the heat, like I stay with a freak In the function, twistin'
redefine (red)Give wack MCs lobotomy's so they don't even have the piece of mind Yo, Prax, this ain't hannibal so feed em Mine If it's a dope MC that you
bells ring It sure sounds like paradise to me And if you're looking for a slice, I'll cut you a piece Kicking up dust in a bucket of rust Making red
them hoes by the dozen O.G. nigga get a new piece Pass the old down to his cousin Spell out your name, your corner, your clique I know a pimp that
Hootie Malcolm I'm screaming out peace But his chopper piece a bad outcome I'm vicious And my house is a red light district And my couch is a porno star
know for sure Roses are red but I'm feeling blue My rose are red but I can't smell a thing Baby be my chess piece and make a move Take care
a sling I face my mess And all my brokenness Piece by piece I shattered Yes, I shattered I fell. I cried. I bled My pain and hurt ran red Yet somehow I
I remember being posted up on the 1st and the 3rd Just re'd up, nigga got a 9 piece All the while fantasizing, visualizing ,comin' through in a Benz
red His eyes turned white and he was finally dead All was silent except for the creek His lifeless body swung like a hooked piece of meat All were
Tell a motherfucker that we coming from the Rez All y'all know that we running with the RED These deadly ass cops they be coming for the heads Just
we're apart We will raise the red, white and blue When I stand alone Without you by my side I think of all that you stand for It fills me up with
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