Lyrics:
some style by taking glances
Red snapper, taken apart, put back together
Plated on some bok choy, fine fish platters forever (Yo!)
Same routine,
Raise Southern Dixie
She wore red ribbons in her hair
Her soft skin was brown with blonde hair hanging down
Across the horizon the sun went away
soft like a maid beneath his skin
Upon this scene
Disgrace and sin
Where are you now?
Where have you been?
And in those hours we gazed
Upon red
Life force flows deep within
Under the skin
Detected by the eye
Escaping outside
Eons may fall aside
But still unchanged
The brain will disconnect
soft like a maid beneath his skin
Upon this scene
Disgrace and sin
Where are you now?
Where have you been?
And in those hours we gazed
Upon red
fan
we don't tan made by the equator. In ""the upside-down""
skin shade is why you hate us
Thy Will Be Done
shine in the night when it look like
Mysogynistic deeds as the passages said
I break it down for my people that will do it instead
A brick red through your window in the back with pain
so red,
Your skin is pale and fragile,
Your forget to eat your bread
And spend your nights in prayer.
Karina:
Please, mother, save me!
Karina:
Now
She had the sweetest scent I ever smelt a woman have
Skin would glisten like reflections off the blueish Jag
She had a Jewish dad, and a Jamaican
to rip your vocals to shreds
I'm never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds
Cause -- I ain't did nuttin to no-BODY!
I dedicate that line to Shack
Movies at the sailor's church abroad
English men in tweed looked in
Pretty girls sent to them by God
Golden locks and porcelain skin
Rebel without
bubbling skin discharging disease sent by the plague
Spines violently removed, choking on chunks of their esophagus, vomiting intestines
A final phase
I can still be who I am and not be excommunicated
(By society that is.)
I told you twice, I love you. I still do
Time don't lie, he says that Love
a nigga jaw hangin' from his face
Sausage shaped, red shit hangin' from his waist
Nigga, I'm well connected
By the time you hear this, I'll be in jail
and run...
(Run...) Down gutters to the bay,
(Run...) Your next smile could be seconds away.
I'm slipping on your icy stares, vibes stifled by your
Lack
And change ya entire theories of God by spittin' two darts
But I just wanna people to build
And did Emadma Hussein, know that he would be killed?
[Chorus 2X:
that flows is red
Why should our skin
Leave us divided
[Chorus:]
I watch you on my TV screen
My mind's in overdrive
You're being whipped, your arse is red
Being suspended by your breasts
I love you, I love you
My
Tela hit that corner, you know's that I a goner
Outtie five-thousand and these hoes that I be housin'
Fuckin' thugs about a dozen, doin' sacks by
Your hazy glare won't even bother go and look away
Red signs that hang for most are toasted by your sugar letdown
And now I'm guessing you don't even
I think I should go now
I must leave before my red eyes match the sunrise
No more coffee will put off today
I've stood too long
In the shadow
to walk away
From the demons pulling you in
Blinded by the light you can't defend
Forest brown with fields of red
Remembering all the things we did
yeah
Blood red dawning
Slowly passing by
The wind is calling
Just fly away
Just one step to the edge the final match
Doubts changin' my mind
I'm
to Alaska
Pipe line the right by a massacre
Thought race your barriers
The air craft carriers severe
Spill your mascara dear
The skin lab
Tell your flex
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