Red Queen

Hands up, hands down

Do what I say now, don't disobey now

The crowd moves, the crowd boos

They don't want me, they want you

Yeah, in my shit hair

In my shit clothes

In my kicks though

I'm from a shithole

My bitch thick though

Myself ripped bro

Tell 'em how you really feel

'Cause I'm so for real

I don't make deals

I can't be bought, huh

They cut a check, huh

I ran off

I don't think I'm cool

I don't wanna be

My word is gold

In my city, what can you do for me?

(Nothing)

I'm not a rat, I don't race

Down there y'all run to keep in place

I never wanted to be anything

We only wanna keep living in our own dream

We're living, living like we're dead

You're living, living like the sickness in your head

I'm only guilty of surviving

You're all guilty of playing both sides and

Where there are zombies there are rats

And where I'm from rats get the ax

Big strap, huh

I'm known for that, huh (oh)

You throw rocks, huh (ooh)

You hide hands, huh (yeah)

My bitch got a ass like the moon (ooh), heh

She keep my pistol in her lap when we cruise

They gave me your dream (yup)

I laughed (hahaha)

They can't control me, huh

But they can't give me back

I don't play nice (no)

To pay rent (never)

I own all my shit

I don't pay a fucking cent (get fucked)

I don't play ball (no)

I play spades

Whenever I get locked up

For making plays

When I get out, huh

My whole crew there

We go fuck hoes

And shoot guns, we don't care

I'm from the Midwest (yup)

Industry ain't make me (no)

Not who they want me to be

That's why they hate me

You want attention (yeah), huh

You like places, huh

I'm king David, huh

I'm here for Satan

I'm not a rat, I don't race

Down there y'all run to keep in place

I never wanted to be anything

We only wanna keep living in our own dream

We're living, living like we're dead

You're living, living like the sickness in your head

I'm only guilty of surviving

You're all guilty of playing both sides and

Where there are zombies there are rats

And where I'm from rats get the ax

For real, for real, and I'm

For real, for real, and I'm

For real, for real, and I'm

I'm so for real

You like the big chain and that big grill

And those big wheel automobile

But when you get knocked and you get no appeal

You think you won't squeal?

I'm so for real

Kids dream about being you in ten years

Grown men see me in they nightmares

I love the smell of fear, I like the scent of tears

Got they Achilles heel

I'm so for real

For real, for real, and I'm

For real, for real, and I'm

For real, for real, and I'm

I'm so for real

Hands up, hands down

Do what I say now, don't disobey now

The crowd moves, the crowd boos

They don't want me, they want you

I never wanted to be shit

We only wanna keep living in our own dream

We're living, living like we're dead

You're living, living like the sickness in your head

I'm only guilty of surviving (I'm guilty)

You're all guilty of playing both sides and

Where there are zombies there are rats (bitch, bitch)

And where I'm from rats get the ax