[Verse 1: Smiler]

Yeah

Nicest alive, eye of the tiger

You're shook, I see fear in your eyes, dryin' saliva

No other, the SM, the I, need me a ivor

A MOBO, the BR, the I, T and a driver

Troubled times, code red, so dead

Youngens are fame-hungry, makin' no bread

I been in the game, an old head

Talk less, delivered a vowel to fam and in my own head

To keep it real 'til I'm dead, other than that, I'm makin' no pledge

Runnin' the road for years, incredible mission, took some know-how

Intelligent peers, career crook, wisdom like an old owl

Was narcos before I knew Darcus

Was seafood and GQ before my songs were ED'd

Beginnin' of time, I set the pace

Don't gimme what's mine, I'm set to take it

Twenty-one carats, neck achin', livin' a life that's breathtakin'

You ain't livin' right, you should try neglect hatin'

What I write is entertainment, but my life's my best statement

Hustler's ambition, gimme the line, I get the cake in

Was livin' the life of Riley, choppin' away, gimme my apron

Hercules when I'm relatin', when I'm inside, their legs shakin'

Pork's off my fork 'cause the swine reflects Satan

Bringin' the streets pebbles, goons are riders, keep metal

The name the street herald

Free Hova, free Levels

The last real Mohican, swimmin' in sharks, I'm in the deep end

Givin' these flows and reasons for my foes and heathens to believe in

[Chorus]

Code, code, code

Code, code

Red, red, red

Red, red

Code, code, code

Code, code

Red, red, red

Red, red

[Verse 2: Liam Prior]

Check

The art of rhyme is what I'm paintin' for ya

You want a description of this shit, when I spit this sick

And get them chicks with big tits but Slick Rick's tryna take the piss quick

Sayin' that they're gonna blow like time-bombs but then don't tick

I'm sick and tired of givin' her time, I'm livin' the life but now it's time

I totally eclipse and no longer will I be a victim of this industry

I'm a lethal weapon, Mel Gibson

Bringin' fire where I go like hell's risen

My flow will leave you slaughtered like cattle, left under the gravel

Snakes with a rattle get taken out with blades from the satchel

I'll leave you entangled, bombarded, various angles

I'ma blow from all this shit like I's a Saiyan in battle

Attackin' your channel, shots in the booth, Colin Farrell

Can leave you walkin' about with a hunchback like a camel

Shots from an arrow, no achilles, I'ma rip off your ankles

And from the dirt, make fire like a pagan in shackles

'Cause I be runnin' to my touchdown evadin' the tackles

I'm lit like a candle, fifth gear when I roll from the handle

Motherfuckers gettin' dizzy like Snow White with an apple

I'm more than a mouthful, I tear through sharp like a scalpal

We'll be knockin' on your door but singin' more than a carol

Needin' more help than pressin' on your head with a flannel

You cheap little vandals, comin' out your teeth like enamel

And every beat I get, I leave six-feet deel and strangle, 'cause I'm Liam Prior

[Chorus]

Code, code, code

Code, code

Red, red, red

Red, red