DEAFENING RED

Lyrics

[Intro: SHADI] Mr. Van Gogh Mr. Van Gogh [Verse 1: SHADI] I know you can't hear me But I know that you can see me Which means you can paint out my story And while you're at it, polish my soul please Because there's black paint all over me My heart black something like church shoes and ovaltine Punched to the edge with the double edge Take that, God, person Who told me how to stay complex Which means I can take one step And one backwards Blame it on my god complex My dog's complex They shoot for profits But pray to prophets Gold Jesus piece But last name Mohamad Quran said we're sober But thats second place, balling Got a bad bitch because she's dancing on my conscience The devil's quartet is in progress In all white you thought we was playing for was Wisconsin [Chorus: Clarence Clarity] Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) [Verse 2: SHADI] 100 violent violets We threw them shots that ain't really calling In the jungle, so heaven ain't an option 'Cause animals that hang off trees don't hang for crosses God sent wine How kind of him a nice gesture But the kid's already one with nature Moon shine while the sun is out And they still say my village is in a fucking drought I took a piss and saw Alex Grey art come out of my dick Holy shit, the drugs kicked in, pyrex vision And I used to wear my fears on my sleeves So my shirts were distressed But now I'm like a kid, I don't wanna wait for fear I don't wanna wait for fear I'ma stand my place Independent, bitch, I take myself on a date And I even ordered the fucking cake [Chorus: Clarence Clarity] Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) [Verse 3: SHADI] And the only way you can take me is to shoot me in my face You can't buy something this great You cannot purchase my fate Ever since I wore glasses Ever since I met Clarence Ever since I started rapping and dreaming 'bout Paris Ever since then I started seeing through the Matrix I see the world for what it really is A bunch of us tryna get rich [Chorus: Clarence Clarity] Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) Blood keeps rushing out So I can feel you (I can feel you) [Verse 4: SHADI] Money making reverend Money don't make intelligence All running after a crown that don't mean shit That don't make sense, but makes cents Heaven sent hell bound So it's only right I fuck her with Pradas on On a cherub Persian rug It's juxtaposed when we fuck I am overpriced grapes I am unsprayed non-GMO I am full paid telephone, never prepaid Metro I am shipped right to your door I am expensive prostitute pussy better than your whores Speak up against me, but if you do Make sure to use the highest quality microphone I am the thing you want when you watch the Superbowl commercial with your girl And it makes you feel inferior to the rest of the world and so are you What's the worth of a human being? I am Zeus I am one with God, and so are we And I don't mean that to sound cheesy But homie, I'm fucking tired of being programmed to feel weak Life is a maze and I see that you're lost She used to smoke weed from glass dicks to now taking pipe but with other harder drugs Nose stuffed with white like Mike's jersey in game six, yikes Need guidance, put a piece of your mind in this bucket and watch it go to a cause To annotate this verse and see what the fuck it's about