Lyrics:
You came by with your hands in red
You are making your routine
Seeking for my fortune and
I I start to crumble and to shake
My world starts falling down
I'm feelin' out of my head
Zombie walkin' people think I'm dead
Whole world covered in red
Feel like I need my meds
Zoned out Zoned out Zoned out
Zoned
ever gonna stop me
No red lights
I'ma keep going and going
I'ma keep going and going
Yeah
'Cause everything ain't what it seems
I'ma get there by any
Calling all the red light runners who never stop
Calling all the poets out there with writer’s block
Calling all the drunks by the doors
Sinking down into the sea
Drilling deep inside of me
Avatar for all to see
Won't stop the fear from washing up all over me
Keeping quiet when it gets
gonna do the same or hide til' your homies come through
Cos I'm an outlaw, bitch
There's a bounty on my head
Paint the city red
Everybody want me dead
tonight
Where the world just stops spinning round
Take all the worries in your head and you lay em down
By the river and you jump right in
It's funny how
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
to the other side
Hey, we're still crawling in the maze
This ain't a play Jackie Chan ain't gonna save the day
So stop pretending
I thought that I said this
off of the bench
But know it's on me, a zombie kid
Now forever hungry, start dumping then I'm rolling out in a flash
Never socialise, I'm on the couch
Now or never til forever
I'm the number one
And if a nigga try to stop me
We gon run em down
I'm the hottest in my city
Ain't ah question now
100 Bars
they had, they rob more victims on the av.
Today cash, examples of the program
Lord Sun of Man, stop killing your own relatives
Unknown start giving
at your kids
So what I sound remorse, the records I still peep guns on me
But the difference now is only Deserts
If I talk it's gonna be reckless, I'm
they had, they rob more victims on the av.
Today cash, examples of the program
Lord Sun of Man, stop killing your own relatives
Unknown start giving
bloodshed
Bloody red rags and dog tags, automags flossed by cats
In this game, put shine up for grabs
I'm talking showtime, Madenic rhyme, high-crime
said, last of a dying breed
For stomach and I feed still trying to eat
Lead by greed that's when you fuck up
Y'all niggas gonna know when we hungry,
stop
I said I'm looking to the past, cuz I never been a capper
Feeling on her ass cuz she more than a dancer
Pressing on the gas cuz I'm livin' life
and cash out that money
I'm gonna throwing a party
You cannot stop me
I'm feeling like cardi
I'm rocking this party
Yeah
Whole lotta red
I'm rocking with
willin' to stop me
Caught red-handed, hopin' that I'm dead stranded
Yet I'm still givin' the hood what the Feds handed
I cracked the code and played
Stop asking me
What I like
I don't mind
Any touch by you
Prematurely pretty strong
I just need
Someone to cry on
If it keeps going this way,
We're
beetches playin with my nut sag
They probably gonna use it as a gag
When you're done wipe your mouth with my red rag
What they did in the past is a red
This motherfuckers ain’t never gonna stop me stop me stop me
Ain’t got no money in my empty pocket pocket pocket
Should I kill them all or should I just
these niggas trying to take down
Break down, tray pound, eight rounds
He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get
they guns from Arabs
With the loot that they had, they rob more victims on the av.
Today cash, examples of the program
Lord Sun of Man, stop killing
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