RED (Wax Remix)

[Verse 1] See the red ooze where bad bruises later will lay Cuz this pen moves my zen through, projected in ink No instrumental is safe, get some perspective and think It's pure poetry, only you don't notice it Just keep your head flowing in that up and down motion Until you're mentally blank, totally floating Like a boat in a glistening creek, see these visuals speak Now envision it sank, I guess you figured out ... Red, River Nile, my scripture's something biblical You could call me a God, but I ain't something fictional Or mythical, I'm flesh and bone, though angellic with syllables Little flaws, already done worked em out Cept' snakes claiming they real, straight from the serpent's mouth I found a purpose now, took my words to open ground And planted down the Oak of Sound, so profound The way I give away flows would make Oprah proud When you find me, in the booth vibing Might as well go and get your noose tied up, I'm like a bukkake Coming for your throat and mouth, If they crucify my music Then I'll open clouds, ascend to heaven As the DMT freely leaks into my cerebellum The angels' trumpets blaring as the paramedics settle And declare me dead, but that's a metaphor I stay sharper than the fucking set of claws That are on Freddy's glove, these dope lines Are reminiscent to coke lines, Tony Montana shit Homie I go banana split on the track so you have to Admit the world'll be mine soon, fuck making it rain I spit whirlwinds and monsoons, my mind moves Mountains while you steady struggling to climb dunes Either I'm stoned on acid or these tablets are inscribed proof That I set my standards high like it's a divine rule [Bridge x2] I'll paint the town red and let the bulls in Striking matches for a hit, fresh out the bullpen I said I'll paint the town red, let the bulls in Striking matches for hit, fresh out the bullpen [Verse 2] These rap mannequins ain't fucking with STaTiiX On a poetic tip, my ettiqute is better than it's ever been I got my head together now, brainstorming Is the only time it clouds but, ever since I've found a Definite direction, everyone around is Heckling this question: what's the meaning of life? Open up your eyes and maybe you could find truth It's beneath the lies, read between the lines A secret side you'd even be surprised to find The answer's in every single art and craft Every star that's born, with every cosmic blast Finding beauty in the red we all come from The feeling of having nothing to being someone Knowing life is flowing through your veins Showing life that you control the reins The red ink straight seeping through the pages Funny how dead kings still enslave the vagrants The paper chase is anything but sacred I just want my name to be remembered for ages I'm breaking from this caged matrix No more playing safe with my life, any chance, I'mma take it Cuz living is a gamble and that ain't on some Drake Shit Making shit happen, captain on the top deck I'll play my aces then I'll move to slots next Best believe I'mma roll the dice, and see my dreams Of coming through your TV Screens like the motherfucking poltergeist Come to life on the mic, so goodbye and farewell To the people saying I'd never make it Anywhere, hell for all I care, they can sip piss like Bear Grylls I ain't thinking bout ever slowing down No time to rest, gonna grind till the death Cuz all I see right now ... is red