all i see is red - mistazel (rapper) lyrics
[intro: mistazel]
only here for one but i gave her nine
she hop on the rod for the good time
wanna be my phone blowing my line
offered me that dome for the third time
but i can’t talk sh*t
i ain’t never miss
daily f*ck a b*tch
like i gotta p*ss
make her eat a pill
told her no kids
she call me a pr*ck
told her suck d*ck
she already did
gave another l!ck
cuz i ain’t tryna hear that
[verse 1: mistazel]
i got two tickets to the six flags
hitting up specs
got a bottle of jack
a season pass
gonna ride every ride
until we can’t stand
thats the backup plan
[verse 2: mistazel]
plan c
got no fam like im bambi
plan b
said it missing from the pantry
plan a
meant for no play
everyday
celibate inevitab*tch
inevitable
im losing control
bust in a hoe
coke in her nose
pray to your pope
[verse 3: mistazel]
word to your pope
a word to your pope
a word to your pope
but he can never hear you
f*cking with the black mist
boogieman
all i see is red and i advance
got the drake in pants
but your b*tch right here a believer in the gods plan
now she begging for me
[pre*chorus: mistazel]
calling me poppa
calling me daddy
i dont want her kids but im sending her the addy
pop another addy
focus up
[chorus: mistazel]
get a little angry got the muslim in me blowing up
commit haram with the pump action
no traction on the wheels when im blasting
them drive bys drop five guys
sped thru them red lights
my red eye is the only one that can see when im angry
new years resolution new mist new me
and ima add green eye f*ck the goate
they said new mist like they know me
dont n0body know me like i know me
think im lonely
but its really just rage getting masked fore the masquerade
walk into a shopping mall ill shoot the whole d*mn place
the hoes that play
and plead my case
to the judge
dont like my face
you can f*ck what i say cuz
[verse 4: mistazel]
confessions of a madman timeless
got the realm of the mad god mindset
visions of the rose color make that pump empty
visions of her choker make me sip brandy
looking at my walls im seeing marinara
looking at the porsche im seeing panamera
looking at this blood im thinking man its over
no sh*t
get a grip
im an artist i just painted this sh*t
a little red with impossible drip
shoes black cuz the blood dont stick
new b*tch old one got me frustrated
all she did was suck the tip
and i dont give a f*ck no more
no f*cks to give
dont care to vent
whipping b*tches round me like im jefferson
said mist calm down you ain’t prepare for this?
[outro: mistazel]
i said drop the addy then i pulled up
choppin up a n*gga servin cold cuts
jeffrey dahmer with an axe im finna show ya
cut ya in two like a chorus
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