dream of a new world Where vows are made, where a cry is heard Love dies, love grows and the world goes by A warm wind and a red moon and the world goes
Ill is all I've been hearin lately Niggaz hate me, wanna duck tape me and make me Put their brains on the wall, when I brawl Too late for that 911 call
some asshole nigga's, call us diarrhea The Money keep growin' yep, it's growin' like a Chia Yeah, I call it how I see it Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we should call
be found Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Russia got a red flag, U.S. got red stripes Last
smell of cool, damp earth beneath my feet On a summer night, In the Orchard My car is parked down, side of the road Over the mountain, a red moon glows
ends it all. i'll always remember the days of you and me. final embrace as a bloated red sun sets. but most of all the moon, like a ship sailing into
it be a dream I think I heard noise Jumped out of bed and It's the no limit boys I ran to the window creak, creak Bright red shinin' the new Humvee Snow
by the whiskers on my chin, New Orleans I'll be there I'll drink you under the table, be red nose, go for walks And the old haunts what I wants is red
Extra, extra, hey, look at the headline Historical news is being made Extra, extra, they're drawing a red line Around the biggest scoop of the decade
green, too red, too small I said, "You don't belong", I said, "You don't belong" Too black, too white, too short, too tall Too blue, too green, too red
the ceiling, let's talk with guns Convo' til' the police come Give you a red shirt with the wet hat to match First max like it's Hamburger Hill for real It's Red
, shit You might find termites in the chokin' [unverified], yes D.O., my wood grain say, "Fuck P.O." (Okay) And I'll prove it when I red line a buck
breakdown..." Round and round, upside down Living my live underneath the ground Never heard of and hardly seen A whole lot of talk about the red,
There's a red moon rising On the Cuyahoga River Rolling into Cleveland to the lake There's a red moon rising On the Cuyahoga River Rolling into Cleveland
[B-Real] On the high seas, it's the pirate With the musket At'cha head, and I'll fire it "It's the return of the Red Beard!" And Polly don't want a cracka
murder is the case, they wanna throw me I guess these muthafuckas don't know me O.G. rock called a yay slanger VA's finest Underground muthafuckin' king, call
called the Green Frog Cafe There were old men with beer guts and dominos Lying 'bout their lives while they'd played And I was just a kid They all called
the hop got you moving slow Pinocchio says ignore my nose, you can trust him I saw Bill in the back of Capitol Hill with Lil' Miss Muffin Little Boys in Blue and Red
