Come gather 'round friends And I'll tell you a tale Of when the red iron pits ran plenty. But the cardboard filled windows And old men on the benches
walks through town all alone He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag
from mixin' Tanqueray and wine He got a gun shot a night clerk now they call him Johnny 99 Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you
better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe
be better But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down [J-Black] Am I the worst? Because I, never go to church (never) I run a red light then sideswipe
course But pack a nine inside, inside my De La drawers A picture, picture, picture, picture painted pink Could turn to red, to red, to red in blooded
sucker for someone And I got the prey in sight Lying on a bed of leaves In the modern times You forget and let your spirit breathe Capture me my blood is red
(Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson, June 1997, edited June 1999) In Pandemonium the rebellious counsel aligned. As the great dragon arrives from beyond the
fire than a dragon fight fuck you pussy ass hater you should do you you aint heard of me then you should go and get a Blues Clue oops I mean a red clue
Nice girls not one with the defects cellophane shrink wrapped so correct Red dogs under illegal legs she looks so good that he gets down and begs She
This wicked city just drags you down You're with the red lights, your side of town Don't say it's easy to follow a process There's nothing harder than
how to find you You're lost in darkness Crying out in vain But no one knows how to reach you You're lost in darkness again By her hair he drags her
show y'all niggas how we rock these hits [Drag-on] (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) [Drag-on] Now Drag
warn niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block scorn niggaz like their mothers then we wet up their socks red dye, escaping on the red eye ,sea
[Drag-On] Uh, come on Uh, uh, uh, come on Come on, come on When Drag finger foreman I don't ever wanna get off Skip three, count to ten Ref. Griffin step