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jordan miché - red lyrics

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everyday i gotta see red and you p-ck-rwoods
surrounded by more squares than a crowd full of checkered hoods

black, white and red
purple haze
time to get down
i’m a little black mushroom cloud

once you get past the mascara and the bangs
her yellow eyes don’t look so bulimic
she’s got game

her second-handed french kiss
just leaves me breathless
bedhead
flashbacks
i wanna k!ll redheads

35-w
dirty velcro tennis shoes
pants sagging low
kiss my booty
sick a duck or two

same holes in my clothes since november
hood up like a snake both eyes glow magenta

lurking in the sticks
full of rage
wicked p-sser

sleeping in the river bed
dreaming of your little sister

i wish they’d take their fingers out of my gills
hip-hop insomniac who took a year’s supply of sleeping pills

in and out of focus
adjust the feed
your retinas detach as both eyes start to bleed

the record skips
as your pupils shatter
dying in your house ‘cuz fate changed the channel

it’s all black and white, but you’re blinded by the colors
another panoramic view, the fuse just blew

too busy playing games
you lose
and i’m the laughing blur
that’s been lurking over you

red
i’ve got this shiny red bat
for this kid named (shhh)
fingers in my honey
trying to steal my candy

black, white and red
purple haze
bam
you’re dead

puking on the escalator
stressing about the situation

search
k!ll
seek out
destroy

cl-ssical raps employed
microphone rachmaninoff

excuse me
who are you?
i smell something wrong here

there’s the front door
you don’t belong here

swimming in a sea of people
feeling like a hmong chick
it’s all about the mississippi mud
and the sun chips
air so thick
you can slice it with a bowie knife

painted on my face in
red and black
shades of moonlight

blue to the red rune
tripping over neptune
faded like a vestax
when i melt down the wax

p-ss the appetizer
and a b-tter knife
good gracious

put your hands up
if you never sold your soul to satan

hungry for destruction
thirsty for revenge
by the blue moon
i stab pads with pens

pagan mathematics
static crackling in back kid
raw to the bl–dy knuckles
busters stumble backwards

since 1984
i’ve been a bl–dy nasty b-st-rd
puncturing both lungs
when i bust to the m-sses

red

i’ve seen mad visions
through these x-ray gl-sses
like oppression to the humble
from these upper-cl-sses

paint a false depiction
watch me slash the canvas

black, white and red
shattered gl-ss
on the mattress

clone me
ten fold
watch me roll like jethro

then “leggo my eggo”
this ain’t no
smoke weed
gel fro

h-llo to the yellow
scared white
when i bellow red
emcee re-writables
scramble like deviled eggs

i’ve got more kick
than a centipede with keds
ya’ll be sipping from the straw
while i polish off the keg

red

it says jordan on the nametag

go home
change your clothes
brush your t–th
and take a dang bath

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