Red
Uh, yeah, that's the beat
The beat lighting up
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red
I'm just tryna get this dough and stay above float
Love me or hate me you can't relate me
You can't even hate me because you know me I'm the nicest
You know I don't write it and I'm precise with
The ill flow's off of the mind I'm like a psychic
Ignite it and kick it lit it you know that it's the fire
I'm the guy you wanna hire but you got to retire
Because you can't acquire the technical technique
To speak to me, I love ripping emcee's
I love hitting them tree's
I love when she on her knee's yes indeed
This is just a breeze
All I got to do is breathe
Words flow out like a stream
Red like a beam, red like my team
Red like that carpet in between
My feet and my floor
Red like my lighter red like my journal
I'm the nicest in the cypher treat you like a Yernal
You was pissed off now you pissed on
I'm number 1 you number 2 that's why you getting shit on
Flush 'em, I don't trust 'em so it's fuck 'em
End of discussion the repercussion's a concussion
My flow disgusting, Red rag on my mic stand
On stage by myself no hype man
Red lace match my red belt
Red cherry on my joint pass it to my self
Red, red
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red
Natureboy on the track
Strangers sense danger from the color of anger
Killing you with words could've hit you with the banger
Locked down like a chamber I will never change I'm
Loyal to the soil flow hot it boil
Red like a boil
Red like the mulch I laid down on top of my soil
Hate me all you want I'll never spoil
Bars fresh like produce
Shining like a gold tooth
Feeling like Goku
Riding in my old couple old soul I'm old school
So cool I record myself on Pro Tools
Hate me for who I am Hate me for where I stand
Hate me cause I got land I just followed my plan
Even Jesus had to deal with hate
Talked to him the other day told him I can relate
The beat lighting up
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red
I'm just tryna get this dough and stay above float
Love me or hate me you can't relate me
You can't even hate me because you know me I'm the nicest
You know I don't write it and I'm precise with
The ill flow's off of the mind I'm like a psychic
Ignite it and kick it lit it you know that it's the fire
I'm the guy you wanna hire but you got to retire
Because you can't acquire the technical technique
To speak to me, I love ripping emcee's
I love hitting them tree's
I love when she on her knee's yes indeed
This is just a breeze
All I got to do is breathe
Words flow out like a stream
Red like a beam, red like my team
Red like that carpet in between
My feet and my floor
Red like my lighter red like my journal
I'm the nicest in the cypher treat you like a Yernal
You was pissed off now you pissed on
I'm number 1 you number 2 that's why you getting shit on
Flush 'em, I don't trust 'em so it's fuck 'em
End of discussion the repercussion's a concussion
My flow disgusting, Red rag on my mic stand
On stage by myself no hype man
Red lace match my red belt
Red cherry on my joint pass it to my self
Red, red
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
The color of love the color of anger
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red
Natureboy on the track
Strangers sense danger from the color of anger
Killing you with words could've hit you with the banger
Locked down like a chamber I will never change I'm
Loyal to the soil flow hot it boil
Red like a boil
Red like the mulch I laid down on top of my soil
Hate me all you want I'll never spoil
Bars fresh like produce
Shining like a gold tooth
Feeling like Goku
Riding in my old couple old soul I'm old school
So cool I record myself on Pro Tools
Hate me for who I am Hate me for where I stand
Hate me cause I got land I just followed my plan
Even Jesus had to deal with hate
Talked to him the other day told him I can relate
Credits
Writer(s): Barry Slade
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