2Dimm - redruM

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

Written by:
Kyle Ulrich, Victor Morales

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