redruM Lyrics

No nine one one yeah

So bye bye bums

The reaper comes

To reign in the finite sum

You just might run

Red red it's all redrum

We all got guns

Red red it's all red blood

I'm looney

It bugs me

Listen doc

All this sleeping on me is straight pissing off

Every ounce of blood so I'm out for blood

Saline's ripping off your skin till it's gone

Chopped into pieces you little bitch

Wanna act like you can curve me with a little pitch?

Cause that little shit you're lobbing at me is getting hit

With the power to knock you to next week

Talk about giving a schedule skip

Ahh!

Calendars handed out for days

Candles surround the ground in a star pattern

I'm a master to theses demons that I raise

Getting in the ring's my native tongue

But piercing me is something you will never taste

I got Saturn's bars with a batters arm

Ready to battle armed rappers in a patterned car

Bitch I knit pick like I handle yarn

You don't need a hit to get hit or dismantled hard

but you should fold hoe you're out of cards

I see poetry in pistols when they flowing

Verses biblical fuck it I revel in rivaling dead poets

In the Rorschach all I saw was the kitchen snowing

Hoes swallow poles life and death in the same moment

I'm a I'm a giant iron sights on the beanstalk

Andre with an attitude no wrestling ring talk

Somebody wifey not mine I don't wanna hear ring talk

Obscene talk

She like molly no Ringwald

Spit in her mouth while she tryna wrestle my jeans off

Glytch called

Talking about hacking a body I had the aim bot

Headshot

Hit him by default

Missing a piece to the puzzle started feeling like Jigsaw

Dipped my pen in the blood started writing this theme song

Redrum!

I'm Jack aiming a sling shot

Perverse thoughts going back and forth on the seesaw

Kuklinski hit the snow shit turned me to Jack Frost

No nine one one yeah

So bye bye bums

The reaper comes

To reign in the finite sum

You just might run

Red red it's all redrum

We all got guns

Red red it's all red blood

No nine one one yeah

So bye bye bums

The reaper comes

To reign in the finite sum

You just might run

Red red it's all redrum

We all got guns

Red red it's all red blood

Everybody wanna get live like me

But not everybody wanna fucking die like me

I said everybody wanna get live like me

But not everybody wanna fucking die like me

Everybody always wanna poke the hive for free

But not everybody wanna fucking die by bees

Everybody always wanna poke the hive for free

But not everybody wanna fucking die by bees

I write till my brain has carpel tunnel

You wanna rebuttal

I don't recommend it till your pen is a muscle

Cause otherwise it is a struggle trying to battle

We turn words to cadavers

The greatest rappers together without even a huddle

Can make a giant movement so if I were you I would bow

Kill you in a word like a vowel

It's Ludacris how we take 'em out by word of mouf

You don't need accolades for you to get clout

I I minimize

Like I'm a genicide

I identify

Whack minds patronize

I move them aside

Side lines optimized with basic bars and basic flows

I call that compromise

Armageddon season is coming put your opinions in ovens

Covered in seasons and butters and yet I still do not want it

Straight in the trash or the garbage

Get this venom from my pen that follows with carnage

You shouldn't fuck with my knowledge

Gary Keenan out the grave bitch live and effect

Strange music head honcho couldn't rival my tech

Sleepy hollow keep my coffin where I bury my pets

Pop smoke hitting the Ric Flair Woo

Protect your neck

Suit and a blood tie

You really thinking the dead die

In haddonfield don't bring a gun to a knife fight

Animal mindset a scared pussy gets hog tied

Your daughters gonna bury you I'll continue to mourn mine

Benoit with an axe at the family tree

Beat a dead beat to death leave the blood on the leaves

Tote guns please

Not a trigger was squeezed

Eye to eye you Neve Campbell

Bitch you scream

Trust me a loaded gun ain't nothing play with

Just like my name leave your brains on the pavement

You gonna murder me?

Oh now you're speaking my language

Turn your daughters to Paul Bearers

It's cradle to grave bitch

No nine one one yeah

So bye bye bums

The reaper comes

To reign in the finite sum

You just might run

Red red it's all redrum

We all got guns

Red red it's all red blood

No nine one one yeah

So bye bye bums

The reaper comes

To reign in the finite sum

You just might run

Red red it's all redrum

We all got guns

Red red it's all red blood

Everybody wanna get live like me

But not everybody wanna fucking die by bees

I said everybody wanna get live like me

But not everybody wanna fucking die by bees

Everybody always wanna get live like me

But not everybody wanna fucking die like me

I said everybody wanna poke the hive for free

But not everybody wanna fucking die like me