RED
I ain't for this world, and this world ain't for me
I only change my tune when Fred Rock paint the beat
On a rock like this in the dark like this with the faintest gleam it's plain to see
The one way out is through with the rudest spew drooling to paint my enemies
I do have enemies, governments choke the world outta what it could been to me
Long been offending me, I'm done with the pretending, we Dead Sea $crilla with the illest in the city
But it's all for survival
No joke, it's keeping me alive, y'all, nose to the grindstone
Rhyme on, rhyme on, real talk, I ain't a match for my rivals

FRED


DEAD
We don't kowtow
We lay rock down, better bow out
Y'all Frank Lloyd Wright, we the Bauhaus
Built this shit with a kick, call it roundhouse
How now? We ringing the bell on the brow beating
I washed up and now I'm eating
You serve me a meal, Imma chow down
I ain't for this world
And this world ain't for me
I only change my tune when Fred Rock paint the beat
Fred Rock Red Jess ain't change the scene,
Ain't changing we, I'm just changing me
But the world spinning, now the whole world different

FRED

RED
Red Jess hand to mouth, means
rip mics right out of your grip like a Bic light
That means I'm flame on the game,
get nice when I ignite, sick right?

FRED


DEAD
We don't kowtow
We lay rock down, better bow out
Y'all Frank Lloyd Wright, we the Bauhaus
Built this shit with a kick, call it roundhouse
How now? We ringing the bell on the brow beating
I washed up and now I'm eating
You serve me a meal, Imma chow down
I ain't for this world
And this world ain't for me
I only change my tune when Fred Rock paint the beat
Fred Rock Red Jess ain't change the scene,
Ain't changing we, I'm just changing me
But the world spinning, now the whole world different