Everyday I gotta see red and you peckerwoods

Surrounded by more squares than a crowd full of checkered hoods

Black, white and red

Purple haze

Time to get down

I’m a little black mushroom cloud

Once you get past the mascara and the bangs

Her yellow eyes don’t look so bulimic

She’s got game

Her second-handed French kiss

Just leaves me breathless

Bedhead

Flashbacks

I wanna kill redheads

35-W

Dirty Velcro tennis shoes

Pants sagging low

Kiss my booty

Sick a duck or two

Same holes in my clothes since November

Hood up like a snake both eyes glow magenta

Lurking in the sticks

Full of rage

Wicked pisser

Sleeping in the river bed

Dreaming of your little sister

I wish they’d take their fingers out of my gills

Hip-hop insomniac who took a year’s supply of sleeping pills

In and out of focus

Adjust the feed

Your retinas detach as both eyes start to bleed

The record skips

As your pupils shatter

Dying in your house ‘cuz fate changed the channel

It’s all black and white, but you’re blinded by the colors

Another panoramic view, the fuse just blew

Too busy playing games

You lose

And I’m the laughing blur

That’s been lurking over you

RED

I’ve got this shiny red bat

For this kid named (shhh)

Fingers in my honey

Trying to steal my candy

Black, white and red

Purple haze

BAM

You’re dead

Puking on the escalator

Stressing about the situation

Search

Kill

Seek out

Destroy

Classical raps employed

Microphone Rachmaninoff

Excuse me

Who are you?

I smell something wrong here

There’s the front door

You don’t belong here

Swimming in a sea of people

Feeling like a Hmong chick

It’s all about the Mississippi Mud

And the Sun Chips

Air so thick

You can slice it with a Bowie knife

Painted on my face in

Red and black

Shades of moonlight

Blue to the red rune

Tripping over Neptune

Faded like a Vestax

When I melt down the wax

Pass the appetizer

And a butter knife

Good gracious

Put your hands up

If you never sold your soul to Satan

Hungry for destruction

Thirsty for revenge

By the Blue Moon

I stab pads with pens

Pagan mathematics

Static crackling in back kid

Raw to the bloody knuckles

Busters stumble backwards

Since 1984

I’ve been a bloody nasty bastard

Puncturing both lungs

When I bust to the masses

RED

I’ve seen mad visions

Through these X-ray glasses

Like oppression to the humble

From these upper-classes

Paint a false depiction

Watch me slash the canvas

Black, white and red

Shattered glass

On the mattress

Clone me

Ten fold

Watch me roll like Jethro

Then “leggo my Eggo”

This ain’t no

Smoke weed

Gel fro

Hello to the yellow

Scared white

When I bellow red

Emcee Re-Writables

Scramble like deviled eggs

I’ve got more kick

Than a centipede with Keds

Ya’ll be sipping from the straw

While I polish off the keg

RED

It says Jordan on the nametag

Go home

Change your clothes

Brush your teeth

And take a dang bath