Lyrics:
The red devil gives the blue bird a pink-slip
The purple power showers green into the white lips
Not everything is so black and gold
Attack the mold, never
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
to da real ones
The hard working people
Moms who are single
Elders with wisdom
c place full of children
Dreams and ambition
Don't target our future
cim
bled
All over the white carpet
That now has turned red
Think they dead who said
The evil voice that lies within my head
Telling me to do shit but
a heathen husk
Crack the crust, line with gold
Cover with sediment from the river bank
Thank the elements and elder scrolls
Birthright, hyphen and death
Hope
soulja for real, sad boy soulja for real
Gus Gang, bitch, we rep that Gus Gang
Sipping on that red point, I want it to stay
Horses on the whip, but
top's red and their eyes look redder
Send man way down the road like Bendtner
Sitting in my chair like Wenger
Never
No, I won't leave like Arsène
Drowning all existence
In the sorrow of a crimson sea
All life shall end
When ancient blood spills upon the earth
While quenching the thirst
Of thy elder
or distraction from my aforementioned horror?
Tore up the ground as I ran away
From a church-camp sermon in my red Air J's
The color in my face went white like
I’m from the south side of manny
But You can find me where shelters at
Empty bottles in the rain just locate where the elders sat
Rainbows only lead
Changing of tides line the sides of my my mind
And I'm finding the signs that the spirits are guiding
The way I collide with the elders divine
good, feeling good, feeling good alright.
Hennessy nie y3n party
Ghetto boy wo twetwe a passi
Menny3 eye red sika ba woho ah sorti
Afei tet3 k) tu
night-lands
Beneath black waves he commands
Blade churns his realm
Red and white palace overwhelms
Demon gate grants us their gift
Our great possessor,
passenger
The black waters of that river
Turned to blood, bubbled and boiled
As the boat of bone was blazing
Dead, dry veins ran red with life
Who did
through the evil (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
If you're a story teller (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
If you listen to your elders (Yuck-Sue-Yaach)
If you speak your native tongue
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
flesh,
Let blood and steel be my glory.
Elder tongues encarved in sinistrous slime-flecked stone,
The Obsidian Tower broods 'neath the moon,
Winged
outta 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,
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
to the King.)
"Entwined the Horrors of the Blind Witch. Wretched Guardian of the Blade.
Hammer of Red Death and Suffering ! Born to rule (and) to enslave !"
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