Lyrics Red - Kings of the City, Klashnekoff

Red

Each time the air around you turns red
If you look deep inside your head
You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts
Within the circle that you drew
There’s many circles spinning you
And every turn they take will wind you up
Yo
The globes getting warmer
Our hearts getting colder
The net reaches so far
But can’t bring us closer
They made you a smoker
Who drinks Coca-Cola
You paid for that privilege
But you’re scared of Ebola
Scared of the ISIS
The Middle Eastern crisis
Now everybody is gassed up
We’ve forgotten what the price is
Cause everyday it rises
Along with tensions and vices
So I’m adding the prices for attacking your life
Don’t understand it how we can live on a planet this lifeless
Each time the air around you turns red
If you look deep inside your head
You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts
Within the circle that you drew
There’s many circles spinning you
And every turn they take will wind you up
When the dog would bark they let him bark
But one day he bit so they put him down
One man’s smile is another man’s frown
Tension plagues my town
They wanna keep us dumb
Filled with hate whether you’re old or young
And so it’s up to you to feel the sun
Free your mind from the shackles of ignorance
Cause written rebellion intertwined
I see in your eyes you’re distant, why?
You been in cahoots with simple minds
And any confine has left you blind
I know you’re kind, I’m just like you
The chip on my shoulder distorts my view
I’ve been deceived by the longest snake
And the fastest rat, so what you gonna do?
Each time the air around you turns red
If you look deep inside your head
You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts
Within the circle that you drew
There’s many circles spinning you
And every turn they take will wind you up
What you know about the darkness?
Where them snakes at, and them shark lives
And them narc picks, move like fish
And them young dogs
It’s colder air
Polar bear in this arctic
Where the hatred runs through my vein
And intoxicates like arsenic
But that’s only the half-shit
Got my spark passed
Get my heart gripped
And got torn into half bits
Half my mind went half skits
Was in half a mind to show
But half the time I got on my grind
And now I gotta go on
From them black clouds
To them packed crowds
From that red mist
To that carpet
For them grey skies
As that toke
To that golden egg
In that basket
So I roll ahead and stay calm
Can’t spend my life behind bars
Is irony cause I be stuck in pen
With a pen that I’ma write bars with
Each time the air around you turns red
If you look deep inside your head
You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts
Within the circle that you drew
There’s many circles spinning you
And every turn they take will wind you up
Oh yeah
Oh yeah