[Intro]
*Dial tone*
*Gun cocks*
*Dial tone*
*Receiver picked up*
"Go ahead, you gon' die tonight, white boy"
"Who the fuck is this?"
"You gon' feel fire tonight"
*Phone hangs up*
*Beep*
"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over."
[Verse 1]
Visions of me brutally executed, white sheets layin' out
There no use in prayin' now
I see what you were sayin' now about my big ass mouth and how
It's gon' be the reason I get taken out *Gun cocks and gunshots*
Fuck 'em, I won't duck 'em, live my life to the fullest
Like I have teflon skin that was resistant to bullets
My heart's right
I just prayed last night
And first thang this mornin'
Breath stank is still yawnin'
Gave my life to God, God, God, 'cause I couldn't control it
I had to step out the equation, I was trapped in the moment
Along with stacks of bread that made rubber band snap gang pressure
That would've made another man snap blood pressure
Cholesterol, heart complications
Gon' kill before these bitches they keep on procrastinatin'
I came to the conclusion, they ain't gon' do shit
And I'ma call you a hoe, [if the fuckin' few fist?]
[Chorus]
(Catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said, bitch!
(Catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said
[Verse 2]
Bitch, I ain't no redneck, they hear my shit and condemnin'
Vibe damn near called me a racial supremist
Like I'm a skinhead (Schhh…), a motherfuckin' Ariat
I'll tell you what I ain't, I ain't no fuckin' vegetarian
We get to beefin' machines, we'll be beepin' and bleepin'
Them straps'll get to clackin' and clickin', don't get caused slippin', we creepin' and sneakin'
We let our actions do the speakin' when you leakin' on the cement, you gon' see what we meant, I tried to prevent
To seek what's other events, ya gon' make me do some shit, I'm gon' resent and it won't be my first offense, I'll probably get sent
To the pen where the colour of your skin
Determines where you fit in and then, and then
I'll probably get shaked for not pledgin' the allegiance
But I believe when you locked up, yo' only friend in there is Jesus like him Distant to die at the hands of my enemies
I'm in drop tops like John F. Kennedy
[Chorus]
(You can catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said, bitch!
(You can catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said
[Verse 3]
You can catch me on a big boy, dippin' through the city set
Bitches had a lotta chances, they ain't never did it yet
I ain't gon' sweat the threats, I've been excepted death
And yet, it gets bigger with every step
I step all competitors as if they was roaches
On the years of learnin' that turned players to coaches
I cripple lyricist like polio or scoliosis
MCs were ill 'til I dropped my diagnosis
My boys are sendin' roses to those who've approach us
The allied force, roll like armored roll royces
We gotta make some choices, I got 'em hearin' voices
Split 'em like Moses' with my 'erbal psychosis
I wonder why poses is scandalous this man is
Madness, that's enough to make me go bananas
Damn ya (Ahaha!), I paid the price to be glamorous
Under surveillance, I'm flippin' fingers at the camera
[Chorus]
(You can catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said, bitch!
(You can catch me at the red light) Slippin' sittin' still
(You can catch me at the red light) Grippin' on the wheel
(Catch me at the red light) Aim for my head
If you don't like one fuckin' thang, then I'd said