Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Code Red, artist - Jean Grae. Album song The Bootleg of the Bootleg, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.10.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchestral
Song language: English
Code Red |
See every life brings a moment of intense hatred |
Body inseminated with foul thoughts and patience |
Most likely waited out,? |
Chasing the cloud before you start thinking of |
Lacing a crowd of people with a round of bullets flying free |
Visioning bodies dying in threes |
Temperature dropping from 98.6 degrees |
And their souls leaving their bodily shell |
Well, probably do well to flee the scene |
Before the cops arrive and shoot you up until you rotting in Hell |
I’m saying, I know that most of y’all relating |
Even hatred flashbacks, are subsequently losing it |
Niggas without guns are those who used to using it |
With index fingers locked in trigger-pulling positions |
No matter which category you fit in, listen |
It’s a dark day, cluttered thoughts like crowds on eastern parkways |
Try to calm your heart with spears? |
Your girl cheated on you with your cousin |
Or she tells you that she’s eating for two, and then you find out that she |
really wasn’t |
Your man hit on your mom, your dad dislocated your arm |
For fighting with him when he knew he was wrong |
Your boss fired you, the week before the rent is due |
Your wife lied to you |
Your husband caught him with a guy or two, you’re trying to |
Just not invoke the spirit of Satan into your hands |
Do something you might regret, cause something has gotta let |
This demon is creeping up to the surface of your brain |
Working overtime to plan escapes from running from your murder route |
It’s nervous, I’ve heard it before, cause I’ve been there |
Balanced on a thin line ready to topple at any time or anywhere |
Anytime, anywhere |
Anytime, anywhere |
Cause love… |
So difficult to live it up, just give it up |
Let’s switch it up to hate, let’s bitch and fuss |
You see cause love is based on trust |
And I’ve been hurt too much to take that leap of faith |
I’ll wrap and keep it safe and save face |
So say your grace cause we just don’t give a fuck |
I can hear voices screaming of angels and devils schemin' |
To crawl up my shoulders and just duke it out |
Throw it up, puke it out |
The pit of my stomach is bleeding |
The shit that I’m thinking is turning me green |
And I’m losing it quick, confusin' random people |
Walking with niggas that I wanna get back |
The slack of my stride is? |
My feet knocking on pavement like I’m cracking it in fours |
My mental math is way off course |
Columbus style, my dental work is fake out smiles |
Hatin' myself for fading into the pit of the blackness |
No anger management course can even switch a track of |
Thinking I’m sinking in deeper, meetin' the reaper, chillin' |
Sippin' shots of tequila, while he’s kickin' it to women, where’s the ether |
Breathe the sulfur, the brimstone |
Fear and suffering alone |
? |
and comfort me like Jim Jones |
Recruiting clones and? |
clans |
The pick of the litter,? |
follow the leader, then sinking in quicksand |
With no particular plan, I’m just slick with a sinister scam |
Politicking, promising to deliver the land |
'Til they kissing the ring on the hand of the king |
The gospel, spreading like a venomous thing |
'Til my name in the tenements ring, generous with nothing |
Greedy with the riches, for all the times I got |
Beat in this business, cheating on bitches |
Feeding the sickness, like a cancer eating at your skin |
Leaving you titless, witless, only Jehovah would witness |
Satan is grinning cause he’s winning, loving the hatred |
In this age where nothing is sacred |
We covet thy neighbor’s wives, under the covers, they mothers lie |
Naked with they daughter’s baby’s fathers |
In the wake of modern day harvest |
Cities burn like Sodom and Gomorrah |
The? |
nightmares might occur again anytime, anywhere |
Anytime, anywhere |
Anytime, anywhere |
? |
gases that you breathing and dying |
The heat of the night, the streets are bright with heat seekers in flight |
Them patriot missiles that whistle and streak through the skies |
People fight for their right to kiss their freedom goodbye |
I don’t love her, but I keep it inside and never speak of the times I cheated |
I just beat her and leave her believing the lies |
I’m trying to stop the leak in my eye |
I cry for the weak who have pride, but won’t see a piece of the pie |
Who forfeit them to the system and let it eat them alive |
Listen my mission is to sufficiently try |
Not to lose a piece of my mind |
And change to a deranged piece of a guy |
And take aim at the ones that chain us by the feet and leave us die |
And told us the evilest lie |
To the people that fed them drugs in needles to get high |
Conspiracy theory is clear to me |
But when I speak, my people don’t hear me, I’m getting followed by M.I.B |
Constantly fearing retaliation for my revelation |
I find myself panicking in a train station |
My nation is racist, I hate this |
I’m anxious to take this? |
shit and blast my way out of a matrix |
This world of fakeness is faceless, face it |
Every life has its moment of intense hatred |