Lyrics:
Find what you need on the other side
New age alchemy, overdose tonight
Elders disagree, they will never see, the fun we had, it's what we need
Like
Expensive thangs, European names
Ice embedded amidst, ruby red flames she
Stayed in his mix, figured it was all a game
Swearin' that this nigga was her ticket
sleep near fire
Drowned in their own red wine
The elder looks at the high flame
Knowing the fight will reprise
The magic twittering of the birds
Meets
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my bros in the cut
That's all I'm needing
And to listen to my elders I
Know they sharp as a needle
Stank face on everything that I drop
Shit smell
sitting court side, our masks on, suite red
Flying With my hooligans, we look like Rick and two crows
Hauling nuggets portal fluid color
Seeped In my lungs
Right when I get to this money
Young nigga gone get him a Demon
And a new European 220 the speed
Use to be on the block wit them hitters
stilted English, they told me in great detail
how they had massacred mine own Ma and Pa,
how my elder brother, Ham, had given no resistance to his own
still feeling alive
I don't subscribe when information is ill and contrived
The TV was watching me until I came outside
The elder statesmen of our
all the same
We bleed red and our tears fall blue
Build shelter for our elders fight to feed our children too
We laugh, we cry, we live and then we die
or the public bus.
The elders say pull ya' pants up.
It was red rum.
Three strikes, trying earn stripes like Rev Run.
How you so independent?
I got my own shit.
ya leyli ya leyli ya
Darkness, silence everywhere Hopeless, waiting for the ship They all want to run away
They think to escape the bombs Red laser
Ass sie macht es gut
Verse 2:
Red nicht von Rap wenn ich sag ich droppe Bars
Xanax Flex und Abiat
Treffe deine Bitch gerad im Park
Klatscht auf den
sliding all over your face
Couldn't think of a better way, no way
No one taking my place
No way
Only time I'm stopping is for a stop sign or red light,
Wop Wop Wop
From his slumber hes disturbed
Falling backwards from his bed
His cheeks flush with anger
Glowing ultra-violet red
He bursts through
down sho up in my ride
Throw out the red carpet , ima bout to park it
Vaile , Piece and chain, starch is in my jeans
Hit the club , showin love tip
I bloat like everyone cash filled.
Stereos
pains like
Ok
No blame . Burials.
Lanes off. The tilt rocked. The red palms.
The powers off
Plain
and tell my story to the ones who really know me
Converse with the angels and elders that went before me
And satisfy the hunger for those who want to know
the phones on the wall
Hanging out in the project hall
Up in the air on roof tops
Throwing eggs that drop
Right on the park bench
Where the elders would sit
the Belfort and the [Martin Luther]King, Europeans with the screens.
Bigga fo tank, everything cash
Glass pop red throw the wood in the dash.
Mashin
meter see the readout litres lookin' Europian whew
Mindset got 'em gravitating
Lay the verse, first things first I saturate it
Compress, EQ, do what I'm
beat cah I ain't tame wid it
Like i run you outta town u cant stay wid it
Real European baddie can't play wid it
Can't show now love cos I'm strange wid
the Belfort and the [Martin Luther]King, Europeans with the screens.
Bigga fo tank, everything cash
Glass pop red throw the wood in the dash.
Mashin
lightning feet don’t even need your white shoes
We’re all in a mind and we’re human
We’re all in a big red bowl
And all of your big fat fingers
They don’t
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