Lyrics:
and bed frame
The flow is heavy it's leaving a Red stain
Can I speak to your left brain in your head frame (Maintain)
As the water the game the plane reign
mistletoe and missing you by my side
[Bridge]
Wondering if I should have taken the last flight
The red eye from Los Angeles arrived just on time
It's 3 AM
into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
in the jungles of the Amazon
I saw a man put a red hot needle through his eye
all of it
Not some of it
I saw a man turn into a bird
I saw a bird turn into a tiger
I saw a man hang from a cliff by the tips of his toes
In
diaspora acting rigid separated by colour like white light through glass prisms
Cause of your skin
The ignorance in your activism
You feel superior
blame it
On the colour of his skin why he never made it
Too busy gettin' high to put it down right
So he's makin' up for lost time on the mic tonight
barely made fifty
In a JDM, still gone wip it like a big Bentley
These niggas all the same, they ain't no friends to me
It's safe to say I'm that nigga,
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
God, Wraith)
She hit my phone everyday (Everyday)
Ooh, she wanna fly to the A (oh my God, let's go)
Ooh, pints of the red by the case (Red)
Ooh, I
the jam
My vision board inside my head this week is filled with lambs
I drive past one out by this shop front couple suburbs down
The colour of it limey
limited only by my limited minutes
But I don't fit in, my mind's a-tick-a-tickin' to a different rhythm
I'm a different type of demon
D-d-d-d-d-differing
I
and burn that whip
I don't wanna get caught by CID's
Step in a function, all black suit
Got the crowd all thinkin' I'm MIB
(Men In Black)
I got more than
ain't got no kryptonite I love vibranium
Seeings visions, seeings colours they all red and blue
You tryna step on the gas but your engine blew
All my
fighter
Then my mommy sent me to the shop with some kroon and a list of 3 items
1 2 3 4 50 sente in my hand
60 sekondes
7 rondtes
8gte mekaar
9n wonder die
the eighties (back in the eighties)
We got the gas you can't get at the station (no)
A J hit the dope and then made 'em go crazy (no, a J hit the dope)
We got
Running alone, trapped in this world
Not your own, not your home
Pushed down in the dust, left by fate to rust
Feel the pull of the stars from
to cut the arm off
Is this true
Dated for three years all then we were cool
Then I propose they act like they never knew
When men date black nobody bats
with the backstroke
As a youngin I loved that
Need for speed I grew on three
Three, two, one, cause it was like a zoo at least towards me
By nine I was
The kitty get killed, I got skills
She look cute in her bikini
On the island look like Riri
By the ocean rolling seaweed
Eyes red like my glasses 3D
Made
Was painted red, the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with
of their misdeeds
now you don't call at 3am
when you're chilling with your friends
said I'm in a dark place until the sun it shines again
I'll be
It's late
Maybe three in the am
Man, I was so emerged in my work
I lost track of time
It wouldn't be the first time
Getting in late like this
My
It's painted red, the stripe was white
It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light
Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta
I rode up with
me long to smoke a whole 3.5
Took a Look to my left, look to my right
That’s my bro, that’s my bro
Both are by my side
If I see the PO
I can’t stop I
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