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she don't date one
I live positive stay away from snitches
Haters and broke niggas with they face hung
All the folks are ready for
Whenever that day

the musket, drenched with her own red blood
Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter
The landlord's

called my phone like
"Holla they sayin' Cassidy let Calicoe
Hear his rounds for you" i'm like
"So? Like that's gon' save him"
Well at the face off I was

Crimson thunder across your face
Like red peppers ain't hot as mace
Crimson thunder across your face
Met like hunters in a gazelle chase
Crimson

Where my friends at?
In the Red room?
Didn't know, I was gonna be
By myself
Trapped in this place
Put some paint on my face
It's a disgrace
Now I

blow a candle, forty on my hip Imma shoot it like Randle
Step outside keep ya head onna swivel or get ya fuckin face blown off by a random
If you owe you

wearing lipstick
Shining red and brand new shoes to match
Moving to the rhythm
Dancing to her all-time favorite song
Two eyes staring at her face

a whirlwind
He had just got home from being unfaithful obviously 
He'd been drinking because he keeps hurling
She comes out bruise on her face 
From the last

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

The Highway Man

Loreena McKennitt

Live in Paris and Toronto [Enhanced]

1999

o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
Not till the dawn he heard it; his face grew grey to hear
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,

(All the die for riders tap in)
(Saucy on the beat)
(Red rag, burgundy flag all that)
(I'm finna blood this bitch)

I be blood, blood, blood

The Faces

Aceyalone

A Book of Human Language

1998

it ain't
White like snow or black like coal
Yellow like the moon and red(read) like a book
To live or die is the plot but the face is the hook
So

I dare a nigga
Look around, all I see dead niggas
Blood on the money, don't care, nigga
Blue faces turn into red niggas
Dot on your nose, yeah, I

zone
red zone fake face do yo head gone
I'm from the city niggas die to pay a cell phone
it ain't right this life getcho bang on.

[Chorus: Flo Rida]
You

a red flag
That's a red flag, baby yeah

No yellow tape I ain't coming with a warning
Grew up by then gators in the bayou no Jordan's
Throw it in the pot

No Zap

Adam Ant

Vive le Rock

1985

You can hang me by the neck
Till I'm dead, dead, dead
Kiss my mouth until it's red, red, red
Now is the time honey, this is the place
The good

i see so many niggas die
My face look like the Behelit
I been to Hell and back, my nigga
I'm surprised that I made it
Shit's amazin'
I been haunted by

sickened by the picture of the corpse
Ultimate revenge in a world of no remorse
Here comes the red mist
Revenge and red mist
Here comes the red mist
Revenge

Tell a motherfucker that we coming from the Rez
All y'all know that we running with the RED
These deadly ass cops they be coming for the heads
Just

(RED-RED-RED)
Red stains on my face
That's her lipstick
I'mma boss, get it right
Don't get it twisted
For the cause
I be riding round ballistic
I'm

that you run to
Ya I can be your fan
But dark red is the shade that you gone do

Colliding with the past
Saved by the airbag
How I'm gonna beat that?
How

Fetti

Future

Monster

2014

nigga)

Don't make me go and get the Wraith
I'm trynna dodge another case
Order Ace of Spades by the case
Tell 'em shoot the nigga in his face
I keep

at the show I put my go thru face on
Feds on my case but I got my go thru face on

So just act like I told you
You can tell by the look on my face
I ain't

why I'd wanna be with you

I see her red coat pass me by
While the moonlight hits her face
I see her red shinny cherry lips
I'm wondering if I could get