| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| (You know what I’m saying? It’s a war)
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| (It's a war in this world, you know what I’m saying?)
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| (Most importantly there’s a war between you and you)
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| (You know what I’m saying? Yourself)
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| (We're at war with ourselves, you know what I’m saying?)
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| I’m just a young boy going OG
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| I just pay my dues, I know nothing ain’t free
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| My mummy had a demon, now she gotta face the priest
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| My daddy had a diva, don’t talk to me cheap
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| You ain’t from the jungle, you didn’t grow up in the East
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| You’re either Young Bane, J Hus or me
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| And my parents immigrated, I can’t fuck up the plan
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| One of us kids gotta run up the racks
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| Opened my phone, see this shit in Sudan
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| How could I not cry? |
| I’m a African man
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| Then these niggas try to change up on me, they trans
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| Just met my pagan, he said he a fan
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| Just met my pagan, I told him it’s up
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| In Lancey-the-muhfucking-Foux I trust
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| Bad bitch, she keep me second to none
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| She got a boyfriend but we still in love
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| I just been treatin' my girl like a gun
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| I go in deep inside then let her bust
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| Ain’t no complaining, there’s no need to fuss
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| You ain’t got to change, you just need to adjust
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| All this blood in the air, it’s been raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s been raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| I seen this shit, I’m too psyched out
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| I live every day like I could die right now (Yeah)
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| Too paranoid, I smoke too much loud
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| And I been tryna stop, I just don’t know how
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| Nigga’s ain’t killers, but they’ll kill you for clout
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| I’m just holding my corner, no screaming, no shouting
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| I wear my heart on my sleeve, not my mouth
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| If it ain’t a move, what we talkin' about? |
| Yeah
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| What we talkin' about?
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| Where were you when I had scars in my mouth? |
| Yeah
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| What we talking about?
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| You ain’t chaos, start walking it out (Yeah)
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| What we talking about?
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| I want the smoke, I ain’t sortin' it out
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| Live through the pain and the danger, it’s gory
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| Blood in the air and it’s raining, it’s pouring, yeah
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| All this blood in the air, It’s been raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red
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| All this blood in the air, it’s raining red |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song RAINING RED , by - Lancey Foux. Song from the album Friend or Foux, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп