Red - Kings of the City, Klashnekoff

Each time the air around you turns red

If you look deep inside your head

You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts

Within the circle that you drew

There’s many circles spinning you

And every turn they take will wind you up

Yo

The globes getting warmer

Our hearts getting colder

The net reaches so far

But can’t bring us closer

They made you a smoker

Who drinks Coca-Cola

You paid for that privilege

But you’re scared of Ebola

Scared of the ISIS

The Middle Eastern crisis

Now everybody is gassed up

We’ve forgotten what the price is

Cause everyday it rises

Along with tensions and vices

So I’m adding the prices for attacking your life

Don’t understand it how we can live on a planet this lifeless

Each time the air around you turns red

If you look deep inside your head

You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts

Within the circle that you drew

There’s many circles spinning you

And every turn they take will wind you up

When the dog would bark they let him bark

But one day he bit so they put him down

One man’s smile is another man’s frown

Tension plagues my town

They wanna keep us dumb

Filled with hate whether you’re old or young

And so it’s up to you to feel the sun

Free your mind from the shackles of ignorance

Cause written rebellion intertwined

I see in your eyes you’re distant, why?

You been in cahoots with simple minds

And any confine has left you blind

I know you’re kind, I’m just like you

The chip on my shoulder distorts my view

I’ve been deceived by the longest snake

And the fastest rat, so what you gonna do?

Each time the air around you turns red

If you look deep inside your head

You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts

Within the circle that you drew

There’s many circles spinning you

And every turn they take will wind you up

What you know about the darkness?

Where them snakes at, and them shark lives

And them narc picks, move like fish

And them young dogs

It’s colder air

Polar bear in this arctic

Where the hatred runs through my vein

And intoxicates like arsenic

But that’s only the half-shit

Got my spark passed

Get my heart gripped

And got torn into half bits

Half my mind went half skits

Was in half a mind to show

But half the time I got on my grind

And now I gotta go on

From them black clouds

To them packed crowds

From that red mist

To that carpet

For them grey skies

As that toke

To that golden egg

In that basket

So I roll ahead and stay calm

Can’t spend my life behind bars

Is irony cause I be stuck in pen

With a pen that I’ma write bars with

Each time the air around you turns red

If you look deep inside your head

You’ll see violent storms and lightning bolts

Within the circle that you drew

There’s many circles spinning you

And every turn they take will wind you up

Oh yeah

Oh yeah