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Red Dye
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Red Dye was released on October 29, 2025 by R.C. RECORDS as a part of the album Red Dye - Single
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Release DateOctober 29, 2025
LabelR.C. RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kaden Tavares Keye
Kaden Tavares Keye
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kaden Tavares Keye
Kaden Tavares Keye
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
detsy
detsy
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, come on
Whole lot of murderers, they be on this side
Whole lot of murderers, they be on my mind
Let's take a ride and see how I'm bout be tellin
He said that he don't wanna die
All I need is this decoration and they call it red
They out to burn, but inside they be burnin' to get a birthday
Known as vermins, a ride with a gullet, mine is a slug
They be steppin, walk down, eat your flesh and fall down
Gettin' tired with it, I can't vibe and it is my time
Take a visit, you might understand the reason why it's not
They be trippin' and he shot over them fences like a bow
I know that I'm out the south
Wait, it be some murder stories you ain't heard about
Caught that boy at his house
Buried him up in the couch, then hit some more guns
That's how you know that he got found
They say it's time to go and slide once they hear them sirens sound
My homie had to exit town before he even got a mile in
He smell like blood, you know where that boy been
Each time I start in a new plan, it come to an end
He go straight up out that ham, that's why he be chasin' bands
I love her in the tight, even though I'm tryna fly across land
Whole lot of murders, they be on this side
Whole lot of murders, they be on my mind
Let's take her out, you see I'm bout' be tellin
He said that he don't wanna die
This is decoration and they call it red dot
They out to burn, but inside they be burnin' to get a murder
Known as vermins, a ride with a gullet, mine is a slug
They be steppin, walk down, eat your flesh and fall down
Gettin' tired with it, I can't vibe and it is my time
He mad as he get away, all I remember is yellow tape
Say he remember sayin' this would be his first and last day
Ain't no one part of that place, ain't even why I stayed
Everything I did up in the business, Lord, I be prayin
I ain't slippin, so then why they slidin, know that I be spreadin
Can't be risen once I make you die and now you ain't my savior
I'm bout' to shoot you, man, if I think, you come my way, playin
Babble, baby, babble, if you up
Whole lot of murders, they be on this side
Whole lot of murders, they be on my mind
Let's take her out, you see I'm bout' be tellin
He said that he don't wanna die
All I gave was this decoration and they call it red dot
They call it red dot, they call it red dot
They call it red dot, I love how I do it
That's my sound sign
Do it sound sign, I love how I do it
Know you know you die
Trauma time
Run
Cry
That's why
Whole lot of murders, they be on this side
Whole lot of murders, they be on my mind
Let's take her out, you see I'm bout' be tellin
He said that he don't wanna die
All I gave was this decoration and they call it red dot
Written by: Kaden Tavares Keye
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