01 All I See Is Red
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โฑ๏ธ 5:19 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Dear God,
All I see is Red Rum
Murder on our back lawns
Black King Kongs with
Black pistols painting Teflons
Shooting with a red ink
and a vengeance
Blood Hounds
Hunting through the slums
with a gold badge and a fire arm
Similar to Saigon
Worldwide, Gun Fire
Big Shoulder City neck deep into a bonfire
Popo's picking up more bodies than the Red line
Shining like an albino's eyes,
Our bloody crimes,
Blood rhymes
spitting through these rap icons
from the streets to the opium farms
of radical Islam
while young bloods
sent to the slaughter in a surplus
And politics' a bloody mess
'Cuz All I hear is "Pay Us"
with Big Brother blue eyes
watching over every fence
cameras on the corners
like a red communist
Blood boiling,
Red Cobra coiling,
Watch for the poison!
The end times are red
like a fire burning.
All I see is Red
Masses hyped off that Red Bull
like the bull and the hype that we read in the Red Eye
America in lust we trust for violence
just like bloody Rome, but in Modern times
Teeth Red, Vampires
Blood thirsty hits
get the big dimes
and blood hungry blockbusters
satisfy desire for our bloody minds
like diamonds in Uganda
Bloody mines
and headlines written in black
should transcribe to a red font
"cuz the glorify crimes and get the stock
Case in point: Hip Hop
Born from the body rock
but now promoting body counts
in large amounts, sounding out
Brainwashing shorties on their ipods
Red and Bach
popping every seed when its red and hot
You know its popping season when the temps are hot
and blood and coolaide
are poured out on the same blocks
but mankind's more concerned with
Red Stock, Red Wine,
and Red Bras
Red like a stop sign
Drive By
Pop
And All I see is black hearts
All I see is Red
Come, see our bloody streets so red
The evilness outside so grave
So red
But Lord, you know our souls are filthy
So black
We chosen our own way instead
And made a mess of it all
All that is
But all I see is martyrdom
Christ's bloody arms
and a prophetic psalm
Mocking Roman guards
and a crown of thorns
Hearing it is done
Metamorphed my vision crimson
from the Risen Son
until I'm dead and gone
My eyes are red imaging
like heat seeking gun
Hope in Resurrection
Gotta run
Praying like Gethsemane
The day has come
and my cup is red suffering
But my path is like a refuge
Running in the red zone for freedom through artillery
Red marks the death of me
But Life be the Christ in me
And guarantee Booga's bloody thirsty for eternity
So I'm perching in the High Tower
shooting sharpened arrows at the enemy
God forbid,
I settle for less than a legacy
because I'm laced in a favored team
Sweat shop laboring
Red Eyed, Wes craving savoring
the bloody gift given
Hope In red letters
It is written
Now all I see is crimson
All I see is Red Rum
Murder on our back lawns
Black King Kongs with
Black pistols painting Teflons
Shooting with a red ink
and a vengeance
Blood Hounds
Hunting through the slums
with a gold badge and a fire arm
Similar to Saigon
Worldwide, Gun Fire
Big Shoulder City neck deep into a bonfire
Popo's picking up more bodies than the Red line
Shining like an albino's eyes,
Our bloody crimes,
Blood rhymes
spitting through these rap icons
from the streets to the opium farms
of radical Islam
while young bloods
sent to the slaughter in a surplus
And politics' a bloody mess
'Cuz All I hear is "Pay Us"
with Big Brother blue eyes
watching over every fence
cameras on the corners
like a red communist
Blood boiling,
Red Cobra coiling,
Watch for the poison!
The end times are red
like a fire burning.
All I see is Red
Masses hyped off that Red Bull
like the bull and the hype that we read in the Red Eye
America in lust we trust for violence
just like bloody Rome, but in Modern times
Teeth Red, Vampires
Blood thirsty hits
get the big dimes
and blood hungry blockbusters
satisfy desire for our bloody minds
like diamonds in Uganda
Bloody mines
and headlines written in black
should transcribe to a red font
"cuz the glorify crimes and get the stock
Case in point: Hip Hop
Born from the body rock
but now promoting body counts
in large amounts, sounding out
Brainwashing shorties on their ipods
Red and Bach
popping every seed when its red and hot
You know its popping season when the temps are hot
and blood and coolaide
are poured out on the same blocks
but mankind's more concerned with
Red Stock, Red Wine,
and Red Bras
Red like a stop sign
Drive By
Pop
And All I see is black hearts
All I see is Red
Come, see our bloody streets so red
The evilness outside so grave
So red
But Lord, you know our souls are filthy
So black
We chosen our own way instead
And made a mess of it all
All that is
But all I see is martyrdom
Christ's bloody arms
and a prophetic psalm
Mocking Roman guards
and a crown of thorns
Hearing it is done
Metamorphed my vision crimson
from the Risen Son
until I'm dead and gone
My eyes are red imaging
like heat seeking gun
Hope in Resurrection
Gotta run
Praying like Gethsemane
The day has come
and my cup is red suffering
But my path is like a refuge
Running in the red zone for freedom through artillery
Red marks the death of me
But Life be the Christ in me
And guarantee Booga's bloody thirsty for eternity
So I'm perching in the High Tower
shooting sharpened arrows at the enemy
God forbid,
I settle for less than a legacy
because I'm laced in a favored team
Sweat shop laboring
Red Eyed, Wes craving savoring
the bloody gift given
Hope In red letters
It is written
Now all I see is crimson
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.23] Dear God,
[00:06.06] All I see is Red Rum
[00:07.42] Murder on our back lawns
[00:08.75] Black King Kongs with
[00:09.96] Black pistols painting Teflons
[00:11.68] Shooting with a red ink
[00:12.57] and a vengeance
[00:13.56] Blood Hounds
[00:14.47] Hunting through the slums
[00:15.56] with a gold badge and a fire arm
[00:17.03] Similar to Saigon
[00:18.51] Worldwide, Gun Fire
[00:19.85] Big Shoulder City neck deep into a bonfire
[00:22.64] Popo's picking up more bodies than the Red line
[00:25.48] Shining like an albino's eyes,
[00:27.45] Our bloody crimes,
[00:28.69] Blood rhymes
[00:29.52] spitting through these rap icons
[00:30.98] from the streets to the opium farms
[00:32.83] of radical Islam
[00:33.88] while young bloods
[00:34.75] sent to the slaughter in a surplus
[00:36.43] And politics' a bloody mess
[00:38.17] โCuz All I hear is "Pay Us"
[00:39.47] with Big Brother blue eyes
[00:41.05] watching over every fence
[00:42.56] cameras on the corners
[00:44.06] like a red communist
[00:44.95] Blood boiling,
[00:46.06] Red Cobra coiling,
[00:47.52] Watch for the poison!
[00:48.89] The end times are red
[00:50.33] like a fire burning.
[00:55.85] All I see is Red
[01:13.94] Masses hyped off that Red Bull
[01:15.49] like the bull and the hype that we read in the Red Eye
[01:18.03] America in lust we trust for violence
[01:20.42] just like bloody Rome, but in Modern times
[01:22.64] Teeth Red, Vampires
[01:24.00] Blood thirsty hits
[01:25.38] get the big dimes
[01:26.77] and blood hungry blockbusters
[01:28.22] satisfy desire for our bloody minds
[01:29.93] like diamonds in Uganda
[01:31.32] Bloody mines
[01:32.21] and headlines written in black
[01:33.89] should transcribe to a red font
[01:35.41] "cuz the glorify crimes and get the stock
[01:37.13] Case in point: Hip Hop
[01:38.87] Born from the body rock
[01:40.25] but now promoting body counts
[01:41.52] in large amounts, sounding out
[01:42.82] Brainwashing shorties on their ipods
[01:45.08] Red and Bach
[01:46.19] popping every seed when its red and hot
[01:48.00] You know its popping season when the temps are hot
[01:50.03] and blood and coolaide
[01:51.36] are poured out on the same blocks
[01:53.16] but mankind's more concerned with
[01:54.99] Red Stock, Red Wine,
[01:56.02] and Red Bras
[01:56.98] Red like a stop sign
[01:58.28] Drive By
[01:59.06] Pop
[02:00.03] And All I see is black hearts
[02:04.83] All I see is Red
[02:24.95] Come, see our bloody streets so red
[02:31.07] The evilness outside so grave
[02:39.26] So red
[02:45.39] But Lord, you know our souls are filthy
[02:51.08] So black
[02:53.93] We chosen our own way instead
[03:01.06] And made a mess of it all
[03:04.70] All that is
[03:08.27] But all I see is martyrdom
[03:09.78] Christ's bloody arms
[03:11.11] and a prophetic psalm
[03:12.17] Mocking Roman guards
[03:13.30] and a crown of thorns
[03:14.55] Hearing it is done
[03:15.54] Metamorphed my vision crimson
[03:16.55] from the Risen Son
[03:17.97] until I'm dead and gone
[03:19.37] My eyes are red imaging
[03:20.64] like heat seeking gun
[03:21.87] Hope in Resurrection
[03:23.27] Gotta run
[03:24.18] Praying like Gethsemane
[03:25.53] The day has come
[03:26.73] and my cup is red suffering
[03:27.88] But my path is like a refuge
[03:29.06] Running in the red zone for freedom through artillery
[03:31.82] Red marks the death of me
[03:33.47] But Life be the Christ in me
[03:34.82] And guarantee Booga's bloody thirsty for eternity
[03:37.06] So I'm perching in the High Tower
[03:39.20] shooting sharpened arrows at the enemy
[03:40.87] God forbid,
[03:42.23] I settle for less than a legacy
[03:44.06] because I'm laced in a favored team
[03:45.46] Sweat shop laboring
[03:47.11] Red Eyed, Wes craving savoring
[03:49.29] the bloody gift given
[03:50.53] Hope In red letters
[03:52.02] It is written
[03:53.07] Now all I see is crimson
[03:56.92]
[00:06.06] All I see is Red Rum
[00:07.42] Murder on our back lawns
[00:08.75] Black King Kongs with
[00:09.96] Black pistols painting Teflons
[00:11.68] Shooting with a red ink
[00:12.57] and a vengeance
[00:13.56] Blood Hounds
[00:14.47] Hunting through the slums
[00:15.56] with a gold badge and a fire arm
[00:17.03] Similar to Saigon
[00:18.51] Worldwide, Gun Fire
[00:19.85] Big Shoulder City neck deep into a bonfire
[00:22.64] Popo's picking up more bodies than the Red line
[00:25.48] Shining like an albino's eyes,
[00:27.45] Our bloody crimes,
[00:28.69] Blood rhymes
[00:29.52] spitting through these rap icons
[00:30.98] from the streets to the opium farms
[00:32.83] of radical Islam
[00:33.88] while young bloods
[00:34.75] sent to the slaughter in a surplus
[00:36.43] And politics' a bloody mess
[00:38.17] โCuz All I hear is "Pay Us"
[00:39.47] with Big Brother blue eyes
[00:41.05] watching over every fence
[00:42.56] cameras on the corners
[00:44.06] like a red communist
[00:44.95] Blood boiling,
[00:46.06] Red Cobra coiling,
[00:47.52] Watch for the poison!
[00:48.89] The end times are red
[00:50.33] like a fire burning.
[00:55.85] All I see is Red
[01:13.94] Masses hyped off that Red Bull
[01:15.49] like the bull and the hype that we read in the Red Eye
[01:18.03] America in lust we trust for violence
[01:20.42] just like bloody Rome, but in Modern times
[01:22.64] Teeth Red, Vampires
[01:24.00] Blood thirsty hits
[01:25.38] get the big dimes
[01:26.77] and blood hungry blockbusters
[01:28.22] satisfy desire for our bloody minds
[01:29.93] like diamonds in Uganda
[01:31.32] Bloody mines
[01:32.21] and headlines written in black
[01:33.89] should transcribe to a red font
[01:35.41] "cuz the glorify crimes and get the stock
[01:37.13] Case in point: Hip Hop
[01:38.87] Born from the body rock
[01:40.25] but now promoting body counts
[01:41.52] in large amounts, sounding out
[01:42.82] Brainwashing shorties on their ipods
[01:45.08] Red and Bach
[01:46.19] popping every seed when its red and hot
[01:48.00] You know its popping season when the temps are hot
[01:50.03] and blood and coolaide
[01:51.36] are poured out on the same blocks
[01:53.16] but mankind's more concerned with
[01:54.99] Red Stock, Red Wine,
[01:56.02] and Red Bras
[01:56.98] Red like a stop sign
[01:58.28] Drive By
[01:59.06] Pop
[02:00.03] And All I see is black hearts
[02:04.83] All I see is Red
[02:24.95] Come, see our bloody streets so red
[02:31.07] The evilness outside so grave
[02:39.26] So red
[02:45.39] But Lord, you know our souls are filthy
[02:51.08] So black
[02:53.93] We chosen our own way instead
[03:01.06] And made a mess of it all
[03:04.70] All that is
[03:08.27] But all I see is martyrdom
[03:09.78] Christ's bloody arms
[03:11.11] and a prophetic psalm
[03:12.17] Mocking Roman guards
[03:13.30] and a crown of thorns
[03:14.55] Hearing it is done
[03:15.54] Metamorphed my vision crimson
[03:16.55] from the Risen Son
[03:17.97] until I'm dead and gone
[03:19.37] My eyes are red imaging
[03:20.64] like heat seeking gun
[03:21.87] Hope in Resurrection
[03:23.27] Gotta run
[03:24.18] Praying like Gethsemane
[03:25.53] The day has come
[03:26.73] and my cup is red suffering
[03:27.88] But my path is like a refuge
[03:29.06] Running in the red zone for freedom through artillery
[03:31.82] Red marks the death of me
[03:33.47] But Life be the Christ in me
[03:34.82] And guarantee Booga's bloody thirsty for eternity
[03:37.06] So I'm perching in the High Tower
[03:39.20] shooting sharpened arrows at the enemy
[03:40.87] God forbid,
[03:42.23] I settle for less than a legacy
[03:44.06] because I'm laced in a favored team
[03:45.46] Sweat shop laboring
[03:47.11] Red Eyed, Wes craving savoring
[03:49.29] the bloody gift given
[03:50.53] Hope In red letters
[03:52.02] It is written
[03:53.07] Now all I see is crimson
[03:56.92]