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redtheshow – an underground way كلمات اغاني

verse 1 : five, four, three, two, one, back with the bay stripes, right back to phase one. it’s the show back in town ready to get things done. flashing lights, and the mics are ready to ignite tonight. back to the rhythm of rhymes. you know no mumble can erase the desperate, and greater times as i press rewind. from a 90’s kid like me, born in 97 and ready to start a new catastrophe. ya never know what goes on, or moves on, b-tches in the back trying to get the ho on. you know we ain’t falling for the hits, cause when they let us all in you know they doing it for the dirty mind tricks. it’s best to step back, and avoid all traps, when a young one like me can’t get involved in all that. p-ssy stress free and all, some men get addicted to the addition and start falling apart this fall. instigating people get all up in your business like you failed to stand tall. maybe, it’s not everyone’s game, but to no intent we all feel the pain. maybe it’s lyrical deficits which kept us out this rap game, and took all the hope to step out of the wall of shame

hook : back to one, two and, three ( 4x) and who gives a d-mn about the rest ( just let all else fall in pieces) chill and wait for the next show

verse 2 : coming back on the stage, it ain’t nuthing buy a bay thing, keeping it certified like it’s a bird on redbull wings. r.e.d. ready to d.i.e., whenever gets in the way get to see all of me. looking through the light like i can see smoke in the mirror, rather than taking a hit or two, i get to weigh the hits on different account of measures and influence my style like the typical stereo crew. it a place and time to see a flow like mind, deep flows like critiques, and well earned respect from the streets, makes me imagine how much fire i can -ssume, and the heat makes me sweat like a underground worker working to make it on my feet. you know how this goes, it just a different style of flows. no disrespect intended to at all, just my call to replace ( the underground walls). it goes on and on forever to stage such an act, consuming the desperate measures of tracks enough time limits to make it around three minutes of beats, and rhymes to keep making stacks on stacks. alb-m number one and two, you know there’s more than aton, when once in a while you release some, and the success has just begun

verse 3: it’s all but just an underground way, piano key notes cleans the sweet sound live an attractive eye popping maid. clean the heep sounds, attract the deep moans, and groans. unlimited releases, the bad flows decreases, i want more to aton to rip every note into bits and pieces. i pray to jesus, enough eating these reese’s start to gain pounds of shame, and it shows i ain’t serious about joining the game. fame, no more fame time to gain. i want millions of crowds, and people to increase the sequel, because when everyone want s anew alb-m all they can think of is the prequel. nothing is equal, most want to be fake people while the rest just want to peaceful

hook : back to one, two and, three ( 4x) and who gives a d-mn about the rest ( just let all else fall in pieces) chill and wait for the next show

- redtheshow

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