| I got 'em in my sight
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| Aimin’right between his eyes
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| Fiending for the sight of blood
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| Squirting when the bullets fly
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| Decapatatin’muthafucker with that heavy ammo
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| Posted up on rooftop dressed in black latetes and camo
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| A crazy insane sniper with an appitite
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| For that crimson tirents arteries or introduce the light
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| And no, i cannot cope’unless i see it in my scope
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| Fallen to your knees and that red mist leaves ur throat
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| I’m like a 22 shot to your head at close range
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| The slug recoshades untill it splatters ur brains
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| And no matter where it enters the exits never the same
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| Let 6 shots go, the red mist pourin’like rain
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| So much are so squeemish they cant stand the sight of blood
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| And so they passin’out when they see me in the hood
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| My wounds still bleed like imma stigmatic
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| Red mist in my trail some blood still shootin’out my jacket
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| Blood is like a river on the side of the mountain (fuck)
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| A beautiful spectical (fuck)
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| (iiiimmmmmmmmmm excited)
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| Im excited for the (red mist)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| Sideways your shit sprays in driveways like soundwaves
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| Creating a buzz with a 12-gauge
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| On highways it aint’safe to drive
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| I keep the window rolled down incase i gotta get live
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| And I brought Madrox with me Pass me the axe
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| So i can throw it through his windshield and split his ass in half
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| A little closer so i can check out the spray
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| And let his blood tip my window while im driving away
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| Who ya? |
| I’m like a cowboy
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| 6 shooter in my hand
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| Lick shots, reload, and do it again
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| Red mist
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| Splattered on my forearm and fist
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| When u shooting this close it hard to miss
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| At a distance i can see the expression of victims
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| Red liquid limpin with holes in him ya spillin somethin
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| Retgous red sand on the cemet again
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| Till Monoxide chop u with the axe and then u finished
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| There are various patterns (fuck)
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| To the blood splatter
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| Although none really matter (fuck)
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| (iiiimmmmmmmmmm excited)
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| Im excited for the (red mist)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| The afterlife is over without blood mist
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| Only cause it matters applies to a fritz
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| (iiiimmmmmmmmmm excited)
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| Im excited for the (red mist)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| (fuck)
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| I keep that hatchet swingin'
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| At yo fuckin’chest im aimin'
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| Want to see your heart explodin'
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| Like a fuckin’hand grenade and
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| I want to see your body drain untill ur life expires
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| Spittin’like a volcano spewin black ash and fire
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| With Blaze and Twiztid leave these bitches let me testify
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| Line em up, Sort em out, Who wanna b the next to die?
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| Im quick to make you dead
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| A gyser spraying out yo’head
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| Lookin like a faitful body twitchin’in a pool of red
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| Warm blood spray (fuck)
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| Red mist
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| Gently flowin’in the creek (fuck)
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| (iiiimmmmmmmmmm excited)
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| Im excited for the (red mist)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| (fuck)
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| Im excited for the (red mist)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| Hope u got yo hatchet with u Swing 'em (low) swing 'em (high)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| Hope u got yo hatchet with u Swing 'em (low) swing 'em (high)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist)
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| Hope u got yo hatchet with u Swing 'em (low) swing 'em (high)
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| Tha'(red mist)
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| Let me see the (red mist) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Red Mist, artist - Boondox. Album song The Harvest, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп