Released on October 27, 2009

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[Verse One] [Moka Only]

From the lungs of an original member

Savagest traveler

Pick my teeth with the bones of cadavers

Ravage and magic there's rap in your cabbage

Swing with Battle Axe cause I can't stay average

Roll with the maverick who moves spider-matic

Down with the ice vein, angel misguided

The phantom in your cabinet of lies

Why can't they fathom the pattern of the skies

It's dark when I wake light falls when I sleep

Fright comes off me when I walk in the street

Embark on my feat of neuroscience's discoveries

Acid on your brain makes the holes seem lovely

And you thought I couldn't rock this way?

You thought wrong, partner; my thought displays

The most caustic array that I bring when I choose it

Fuck when you wanna see me use it

Red Dragon

[Scratch Hook]:

Red dragon

I'm the leader

(i'm one of the best)

[Verse Two] [Mad Child]:

Mad Child, I'm unbeatable, fucking unbelievable

See a guy that I don't fucking like and let the heater go

See a couple haters, later they don't wanna see me though

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, drop the Glock, cock it slow

Keep your mouth shut, I'll go off, you're gonna pay for it

Shoot your house up then ride off on a skateboard

I don't really need a bitch, bitch you should see the clique

Leader of this shit, you should quit, work at Pita Pit

I am so competed, I am needed, I am the leader, trick

Mad Child's back, don't trip bitch, eat a dick

Never talk to the cops, always plead the fifth

Hard rock, look at him like "Dog, I don't need this shit"

I tag and I blast strapped up with a magnum

Tattooed up, Gucci jeans still sagging

All these little hipsters dressed in pink look like faggots

I stay dressed in black and I'm still a motherfucking red dragon


[Scratch Hook]


[Verse Three] [Prevail]

Seven three seven, Prev One's a legend

Twist-up my two fingers, represent Red Dragon

You hear my go rawr like a dungeon dragon

Now change your little drawers cause your pants are shitty

We the skateboard overloads, kings of the city

Rock my deck RDS and my trucks stay Indy-

Pendant lieutenant, the black Tony Bennett

Respect, I get it, you'd better get a medic (Why?)

Or maybe anesthetic cause you rappers looking diabetic

Mine is ath-e-letic, X games, quarter pipe shit

Talking all this shit, bitch you can't even kick flip

Balance like a Chinese symbol, my lyrics liquid and

What? You thought I couldn't rock this way?

You thought wrong, partner, my thoughts display

Cause this cosmic array that I play in my music

You're fucked if I ever have to use it


[Scratch Hook]