Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet
When i see the sheets i just see they blood red,
Covered the room in splattered red,
That's boa, see that's my set
But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck
Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,
Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead
Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red
Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead
Watch your body turn indian red,
It’s hip-hop, not pop
I though i was red hot
You know i’m better off without you
Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,
Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red
This is like love, that you can never get
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