Busdriver, Jeremiah Jae - Shadows and Victories lyrics

All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't breathe
Blowin' back every night
Tryin' to find her light
Tryin' to find her light
All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't see

All I see is red, these lights around me
All I see is red, these lights around me

Boy, she like to pour her soul in it
Like them girls out to party in the world
Sip Bacardi from another dude's top
Probably screw to prove a point, too
That he wasn't lyin'
Assumin' get you nowhere fast
Relationship need a deep fast
Or maybe just some off
You're convinced you're in the rough
Brought up super tough like
His nickname was Rocky callin' dude's bluff
Didn't know he had a shotty
This a new era, interview better
Eat the food that's connected
To your conscious she don't need a doctor
She really need a shaman
But they ain't there
In the hoods, we was brought up
Black coffins filled with black prophets
The history a cycle many of us just caught in
Just a spark
Keep it movin' like the stock car
Yo, I'm tooken from the back of the yard
Maintainin' while they tryin' to lock jaws
Shut your voice up
But disconnect it to the same train
Hara and Kari'ing
Field nigga anthem, field nigga anthem

All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't breathe
Blowin' back every night
Tryin' to find her light
Tryin' to find her light
All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't see

Can't, yeah
To me I ain't shit, but to them I'm an OG
To me I ain't shit, but to them I'm an OG
Smoke a whole OC in tiki huts, a freaky dunce
Who used to do-si do with no three
Eating brunch from a TV's cunt
Now I throw jabs with a clutched
Blade and download no upgrades
Cause my niggas' lives homogenized
To drug trade you ain't cage-free
Stop actin' like they waved the fee
Like drugs were the change that
You were made to be
Niggas bleeding on the soggy paper
Plates meant they acryllic for
My idyllic rage face
The enslaved race from the 1800's
Are tasting Trump sticks
While they're administrating thumb pricks
Blac bloc, shamanous air
I spray the attack dog
With phosphorous flares
But do I know how to kill anymore?
Should I defrost crosshairs?

Act like we revised the benchmarks
But we didn't reach limit's
Wanna call your ego baiting altruistic
Alter Twit-pics of selfies to musicians
And bump piglets to redundant visit's
And add salt, lemons, to look up at these
Real niggas when they walk the stage
But they'd shun them and they done them
And when the song's ending so
Sunny disp like it's pre-med
Even on batshit and at risk and
I can only see red
All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't breathe
Blowin' back every night
Tryin' to find her light
Tryin' to find her light
All I see is red, these lights around me
Hunger in her eyes
These nights she can't see