Seeing Red (feat. Tyrie Lewis, BG Dotty & Ganskow)

Jragon Featuring BG Dotty Ganskow Tyrie Lewis RED Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy motherfucker man you heard what I said Got Personalities that I ain't never met Got A lotta niggaz only with me for the bread Got A lotta niggaz that was with me through the stress If you Wanna judge take a gavel to the head When I leave you all dead Or I leave you with the dread, locked Lyrical lead When I let the thang cock Spiritual head When I got the game locked Perception Misconception Y'all flexing Keep on stepping On to the next and Giraffe poacher Coming for the neck and USA take the land that you step in Bitch you know what I mean From a nightmare To a nigga with a dream So up loose and so I fit the scene Reality fake if you think that we free See I CAN BE DEEP If I really wanna Only thing I'm worried bout Is the number with the commas I was on change shit before Obama Imp or worship, back then I'm a llama Wake up and ask yourself Is it worth the wealth Is it worth the stress Hell yeah I'm on top and I know I'm blessed Imma end it right here Cuz I know y'all dead RED Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red These people they crazy They say that I'm crazy The struggle is really what made me I'm going too hard Just spitting these bars Handling businesses daily Wrapping and packing it Yeah I be trapping And doing this shit for my baby Say I'm so masculine How I'm attacking em Show em the meaning of crazy Aye Lockjaw flow got me too turnt Hopping off the porch But you gotta learn the rules first Talking out your neck Get your boo hurt I be throwing up six like Lucifer On my nutsack Nothing I can do for her Tell her fall back No I'm not recruiting her Voices in my head Telling me what I should do with her Man fuck that Gotta go Skrrrt Skrrrt I be switching up flows Like it ain't work Check god six O's press inserts It's the game Me and Brodie go berserk Say my name What you ate That's dessert I cannot be tamed do your homework We out here catching stains like mustard I cannot be tamed do your homework We out here catching stains like mustard Dotty Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull Till I'm seeing red Fixated on the fact I may be psycho American, celebrating Halloween like Michael Deconstructing your face with a knife though I'd rather see you in a long shot snipe scope Seeing red That's the shade I've been receiving Test me, there's no Christmas treeing The caliber I spit leaves them not breathing And on the ground right now bleeding I'm fucking crazy so don't get in the way WAY Loud smoking silent rolling up a Jay JAY Trying to be a killer, well, one of the greats From Em, PAC, Biggie, and A.YATES How my anger gets, I'm like Norman BATES Popping words like turrets gave me SHAKES I'm red to the core, so it correlates Why you hate, get the fuck out my FACE Critics and so called friends I know will literally hate on everything From lit, apple pie, I don't need you, and off with his head like a fucking king Monsters, Mayweather, so you better square up, in this boxing ring Cuz hen you all up on the bull seeing red it GIVES YOU WINGS Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red Crazy mother fucker man, all inside my head Voices keep telling me, to leave em fucking dead You can be the judge, but I'll leave em with the dread Coming at you like a bull! Till I'm seeing red