'd like to smell the fear shivering on your lips and I'd like to taste the sweet revenge of cutting out your tongue, because your words sound better red
burning in the highlands again We'll fight 'til the flag of freedom files overhead Till the evil-hearted tyranny is dead And the colour of the battlefield is red
? How peculiar...I cannot stay here for too long As it's the only place I'm meant to be My fate is to finish the ten steps of purgatory Someone is drawing
Übersetzung: Red Letter Word. Zehn.
Übersetzung: Ten 13 Konzept. Red.
: Close to my skin I?m falling in Someone who?s been Sittin? by the phone I?m left alone In another zone John says to live above hell My will
: Big Tymers: Fa sho...this for my homie K.C. That just did ten in tha pen Bout to spit this game for ya fool Chorus: [B.G. & Big Tymers] These niggas
represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in this bitch, thinkin' of scandals 'Bout my paper, 5 figures and up with the red
break all rims to blame I swang benz with that thang Ready to let my nuts hang Nigga duck or ya' stuck When the choppers releasin Lettin' out them optimo demons screamin' red
get filthy wit' these niggas [B.G.] Take they figures and dash [Wayne] Lets get serious with these niggas [B.G.] Grab the K's and bust, it's ten for
trigga happy clique ask questions after they shoot, The people in blue can't even take the scene I leave, If ten niggas on the block, then ten niggas
stackin Gs on the D.L. I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L. Now I ain't no rapper Playa, I'm a game spitter Ten Gs a show That's the only
senetor There is no peace You the prey or the pretedor While ya plottin on me I'm 10 steps aheada ya Black 40 calibur I'll putta infer-red on ya Nigga
. bop to it No frontin here shorty, niggaz know how I do it For the paper let the gat pop, jackpot Find me trippin, ridin slow through the back blocks Red
are you to watch me fall farther I disappeared, reappeared as the .. follow me now Skippin class, and livin fast, will get yo' ass stuck in the pen, doin life plus ten
a hustler So I stay strugglin and jugglin with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny
feelings I got advice from my father, all he told me was this Niggaz, get off your ass if you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll
