Béné - Red Dreams Lyrics

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Pray for my sin, stained red dreams
My life need a rinse, it's a gangster ting
Crystal clear dreams, call that methamphethamine
Liquidised fiends, grade a codeine

Woah

Price of my life, you should see my strife
Rinse it with the gin, bruised red dreams
Love played it's part, lust returns from dust
Scars on my heart, til death shall I f*ck (yeah)

Friends in my rear view, stab me, this ain't nothing new
Tongue maketh the man, when I use it, she becomes a fan
Traded verses for my curses, found God, Sunday thirst
Psalms on my neck, biblical, my faith parallel

Used to love the needles, used to look like Gollum
Sméagol on my back, he deserves a pat
If I speak it then it happened, chase my goals like Madden
Vision clear like the skin of some albino Saxon

Woah

Pray for my sin, stained red dreams
My life need a rinse, it's a gangster ting
Crystal clear dreams, call that methamphethamine
Liquidised fiends, grade a codeine

Price of my life, you should see my strife
Rinse it with the gin, bruised red dreams
Love played it's part, lust returns from dust
Scars on my heart, til death shall I f*ck

Pray for my sin, stained red dreams
My life need a rinse, it's a gangster ting
Crystal clear dreams, call that methamphethamine
Liquidised fiends, grade a codeine

Got a Brother murdered, now I live in his memory
September 2010, 26 pills, i commit OD
Shit is real, Lucifer used to visit me
7 large for the coke, lost your life, So I stay broke

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Shit come easy, the fear is ingrained
I spit it like it I chewed it, bars for days, taste my pain

F*ck

Used to go to school with knives, drug only diet
Starved of rice, starved of life, traffic without the lights

Woah

I do this for my Mother, so I do it for my brother
Then I bless my Father, what a f*cking family picture
I trade my pain, for all the fame
Blessings I shall obtain, murder this beat like I'm Cain

Uh

Pray for my sin, stained red dreams
My life need a rinse, it's a gangster ting
Crystal clear dreams, call that methamphethamine
Liquidised fiends, grade a codeine

Woah

Price of my life, you should see my strife
Rinse it with the gin, bruised red dreams
Love played it's part, lust returns from dust
Scars on my heart, til death shall I f*ck

Linguistics of platinum manner, I ace this shit like it's prep school grammar
I don't need your f*cking help, I just blaze through
Walk the road to riches bare feet
You should call me King David
On the way like Khalid, so I call your bitch
Split her like Moses, her cure for my f*ckin itch

Pray for my sin, stained red dreams
My life need a rinse, it's a gangster ting
Crystal clear dreams, call that methamphethamine
Liquidised fiends, grade a codeine

Woah

Price of my life, you should see my strife
Rinse it with the gin, bruised red dreams
Love played it's part, lust returns from dust
Scars on my heart, til death shall I f*ck