n*****s rocking that red Its the only sensible lifestyle ........ tryn put in his head the more blood thats his block the more blood gunna shed check check what he said He said out here
My town is foundin' fathers of the black panthers We provide answers You don't wanna believe Then ya all are some blind bastards They got you set up real good your neuralizing Industry rising
more time, c'mon Gettin' down is somethin' between Woman and man One minute we're so far apart and then Together we stand Check it out Red man was
wide open Leave a spot lookin like the red ocean I ain't bullshittin Head splittin, pass me sound ? ? ? ? , boy written The prime's sounds can never be bitten, it was
a career, I'll be left with the respect of my peers Chorus: What we're doing here is crazy, Super Official with the style, What we're doing here is
's eyes are glassy He breathed the city in his lungs last night I lead his natural body To the trough to regain his might Red rooster crow them blues here
Rise, rise, rise, fly above your head Cups are running over, voices out of breath Time, time, time, and time's have come again Part another red-eye sea
Here's to people who are sad But managed to forget to cry Here's to lovers from all over the world Here's to lovers who don't know what sadness is Hey
most fly Livest Gortex made in Mexico bricks fifteen five Celine Dion ties Two Thousand dollar bubble eyes yo, the theme cries rollin' for cream Yo now watch the laser beam rise
nothing on me) The youngin spitting like tobacco sharper than a jacto Now flow tighter than a lasso Louis shade on my movie star shit looking like I'm dressed for the fucking red
nigga BG in, just stock all me Back with the gauge in the double glock party Hardy round for your head Nigga what you want? Now you are dead Blood red, blood red
, wanna hear silence, makin' me [unverified] Fuck it, set pillows on fire Thought it was over, niggas never the silence I'm on the rise with a gun here
shit is hot as bonkers Kiss, not to flaunt ya, but just tell 'em Bed has come here I'm doin' for my family, but y'all are really done here But Bubba is
not produce the gun The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all White jury agreed Rubin Carter was falsely tried The crime was murder "
might For this fantastic night was billed as nothing less than the end of an age A last crusade, a final outrage in this day of flaccid plumage And there was
The mist rolling in from the lochs to the Spey Will rise from the valleys as the dawn comes again We stand here together and prepare for the fray When
to get the facts Here is the hammer that build the scaffold and built the box Here is the shovel that dug a hole in this ground of rocks And here is