Lyrics:
dying in a ditch
That grab em by throat and slit, slit, slit
Talk shit, talk shit, you get fucking hit (yuh)
Imma kill him let him know
Imma put on a show
to the folks with the liquor with the ropes. Red, red ropes, periscopes
They've got everything will ever need stored under the chair
Simmer, simmer, simmer
Lenore his little friend
And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end
The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground
The frightened
Lenore his little friend
And it was this red blanket that brought him to his end
The blanket was now dragging behind her on the ground
The frightened
money by the hour
Red (red), power deh yah, green (green), shower deh yah
Dem green with envy when me roll di purple skunk
Inna di black Beamer, white
feels
It makes me feel so high
And I'm alright
Aye, layin' on the ground with a bottle of pills with me
With a bottle of pills, by my side
Cause, I
bit
But then he's all red
But then he's all red
'Cuz he talks
(Oh, hey!)
You've got your top down
I've got the holy ground
I'll be your friend
Until
colors up
Green ground grow wild
Red feathers fly
White eyes look wide
Grey stone climb high
Blue waters flow
Brown hands take hold
Purple mountains shine
Aureole
Stalk the ground
Stalk the ground
You should have seen
The curse that flew right by you
Page of concrete
Stained walks crutch in hobbled
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
crawling !
I suddenly noticed the body of parson lying on the ground
in a churchyard
I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the red weed
And decided
Now I think I'm turning inside out
That's a bad shout
Deafened by the turning of the screw
Tell me honey does it feel right
Running red lights
Now I
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
And we go need our baby
By our side
Baby please to get
This money is not easy
I tried to make you
Stay but you say
You wanna leave
If you turn
he's here to do some business with a big iron on his hip"
"Big iron on his hip"
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
clothes
The industry are my foes
They treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
They put me down
And treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red
Nicki Minaj's eyeliner is a
Precision event, a marvel
As if drawn on by the kind of
Pre-programmed robot arm used
For laparoscopic surgeries
It is
turn out wrong
Red, red roses, lyin' on the ground
Heartache and pain
They call you by name
They follow you around
Juliette talk sweet Juliette
I'm chasing hell tonight
High water, swim harder
I guess I'm trying to catch a wave
I'm out on the edge seeing red
I guess I found my way back by
you on down
It's time we make like we was making tracks for higher ground
I'm always taking chances and got me by on luck
One a few and lost a few,
leaving folks
After I get them singing
I'd like to leave ya'll singing
How'bout the folks in the row
Here by the wall
Ya'll got the "red light" with me
Rest
Clouds drifting by trapping the city lights
Green to red in death by angry butterflies
I was born imaginin'
Bailed out by Ativan
Cause I know what's
It's going down on us
We bout to drown from it
In the red in the red in the red
Markets in the red in the red in the red
Stocks still in the red in
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
Big iron on his hip
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
Many men
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