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The red mist comes down, there's thoughts of my father
Stepmother, stepsister, real mother, real brother
Who can I trust
Me, me
And my girl
I told her from

than fly
You ain't got a beard to your face, you the elder kind
Sick bitch know that I cheat, but I'm still gon' lie
I was at your baby mama house,

my whole style (Phew, phew, phew)

European sneakers every day
My closet look like Saks (Shit)
Fool sipping NyQuil
He thinking that it look like Act'

Sticky Fingaz
In a dusty old pickup
Truck
Dirt Road explorer
Since before Dora
Red Aura
Better light the menorah
I'm the black version of the middle candle

Late night, off a three of red
I was snoring counting
If I would've had another line
I would've poured a thousand
European sneakers
German coupe with

don't live a life ready to thrive
I know they hate, see the red in they eyes
Listen believe none of what you hear
A quarter of what you seeing
How you

on my clothes
I miss going cologne and Greece so we can roam in
European cars, I'm German whipping out in France
But London still in my heart, Swiss watch

grindin', nigga still shinin'
(Grindin') red, yellow, and blue
The colors in them diamonds
Flashy, oh yeah, my bitch match me
My whole team gettin' it, it's

style they need glasses
I respect the ground I'm on even the masses
Blood on the jewels and I'm talkin' red rubies
Trill like Bun B my style's straight up

Sittin Low

Jet Life

Jet World Order, Vol. 2

2012

understood, when I ride it’s homicide
Tiltin on my glass so when I pass you can see inside
Murda, murda flat red, paint, now my nigga
This ain’t your

most of your neighbors are a mix of blue and red
And are practically neck to neck in the polling
And the yellow party are the party you've invested all

have it all
So she hop in his fresh European
Naive, not knowing just what she’ll be seeing
Homie done promised lil mama the world
Next introduced her

Jam on It [Instrumental]

Mos Def

Jam on It [CD5/12"]

dress
You spend you assets to get my cassette
Now that's fresh, the red hook address
Make a cop jealous swell like abscess
I'm shoutin' bigs up

family failure
Disrespectin all your elders
Go livin in a shelter
Or you gon' get killed put in jail or be a doctor
And own a big house on the roof

made of flesh and blood
Its possessor might never free himself from its hold
Red pages with pictographic spells,
Scribed in black, teaching the sciences

A Tale from the Deep Woods

Bal-Sagoth

Battle Magic

The ravens are on the wing!

My scramasax is red (stained with the blood of many Mercian warriors),
The ravens are on the wing,
By Offa's decree

here, you gotta drop one last gem on them
Knahmsayin?
Immortal Technique: No question, it's like the elders told me
No one person can do anything, but

you sing the blues you blew your chance
Bank account is in the red, I'm spending time with fam
There's more important shit than money at this time

steaming niggas red beaming
Only thing a bitch want is some money and semen
And niggas can't hold me so they double teaming
You not finna stop me this dream

stand to lie
Find me chasing dreams y'all can't ever find me standing by
Respect my elders while I filter through their bad advice
They always have

In these streets
Gotta watch
Who you walk wit
In these streets
Look both ways
Before you cross the street
Red bottoms on me
Look like a murder scene
No

louboutin color red
I don't even gotta walk down
Get a nigga white chalked where he lay by the time that I land
Steady sayin' that I changed to you
My pain

sit and slow wine
Snapchat texts send slips at midnight 
I look at you see you staring at the nice yute
So so sweet coming like some red loubs  
Sweet

In high school I was a rebel
Red and black swag
Hopping out my bag
If you dig it get a shovel
Here's some game that my Pops laced me up with
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