Dynas - Redrum lyrics
rate mefeat. Reks & Aarophat
I know you gonna dig this
I’m going game hugging, niggas say something
Let it out, I know your gay husbands stay fronting
Blazing in your mouth, but they care it ain’t fair
You know d and cake fair
Won’t knuckle up my past, just run em up like shakespear
You double dutch and cuddle up the slow jams
Then hold hands, like diabetics to broke hands
I revive the spirit like hieroglyphics in oakland
Die rights lyrics, classicly gifted, chopin
My city’s feeling they say, I’m ignorant
My spitters too nicorish, tell em quick to eat a dick
Yeah, shift in 5th gear, y’all just sit around and split heads
Get it? Now what’s a hawk to a fence
And when I’m walking with legends
And you parked at the entrance,
With your smarts on your denims, ron burgundy
On your teams, yeah
I predict the weather
Put the heater to your temple
Use the speaker like a weapon, hear me out
I set the microphone on fire
Niggas crossing over, but they don’t know no better
Gunning, coming, coming at you
Will it be redrum or bloody murder
A gun a mike to circ you
Upon the punchlines, upon the drumlines
You can get the third and middle finger
My rebels sling upon the journal when between the paralel things
You bring the pint up
Attention tint to rez up in a cypher
I’ve been a lifer, a brute survivor, a truth supplier
You a liar’s not ...cause I ends to the bizz
...just shout out feeces, feeces jesus
You jeezy wannabes, you recess the receesee
The sugar coated rapper that if
Should of ... anything matter they spit
Most of your lips abudant the bricks
Scribble the scripts, redrum or bloody murder
None of this quite like the words are word up
I set the microphone on fire
Niggas crossing over, but they don’t know no better
Gunning, coming, coming at you
Turn my title but I learned to rap
Cause you get burn up in the furnace
While I’m turning up the furnish at
Just learn the facts to face your crucifixion
You movie fiction, I’m the true the piction
And cold as the jewelry, smack the gavel on you
And outside is the death penalty
Stab enemy, see the sun has set feel the energy
It’s him with the ...phatom of the fronter back wood, breathe
You not respecting me, end up with your equity
Taking you niggas ...
You know the recipe, venom into your system
On assiste, kick on the fist, just split your shit into medicine
But not even modern medicine could resurrect him
After I sever that thomas edison, lights out nigga!
I set the microphone on fire
Niggas crossing over, but they don’t know no better
Gunning, coming, coming at you
I set the microphone on fire
Niggas crossing over, but they don’t know no better
Gunning, coming, coming at you.
