[Red fist from the Northwest...
First before my verse, make bless you Because he blessed me, in form of smoke from a With abilities to summon powers of the Dreaded As a lyricist, to the world as a So a distance, you see shrapnel and debris And in an instant you've got to it's me Belt, afferent to the eighth degree The is me, Red One I be the, a veteran, me all veteran I'm gettin' on the knowledge To moves strong, and abolish tracks like Gengis Kahn We be the rawest, from the Northwest Side, dun And that's, to the uplifted fist of the dread, clear Cutting emcees McMillan and Blodell, so go tell a friend, and so on and so on The movement of this Dreaded Fist no will be slept on
[Chorus, Red Dreaded Fist of the Gotta be How we exhibit our style to the Lethal doses leaves hits To match the Fist, no equal to this
A way words is chosen right to explain Poetry in my motion, In and out of range, to I switch up the Keep suprising, by line A continous jabbing unto you, your pressure spot I pinpoint an index finger Inject, to let the rhyme Lyrically, do a number, in the Physically, the of Welterweights in my division and skill to get better, somehow, someway Maybe this Fist will meet it's match someday So then I stay, and with my I don't play Though I fate, and patiently wait for made
"Flip back, get into a position"
[Red me in the chamber Cock it back, toss me instrumentals, and watch me bust on They must (be) on crack, wanting wigs split back Cause we run this, and a well known fact miss, all veteran and specialist Messing the best? Please, you can't handle this It's too scandalist and for those trying to be framing us us, lining up our anuses and bust But, I don't so Who the you think this is? It's the Rascal, Red One, in this rap biz Rap with the Misfit, I get the off of Kemo froze and oppose like we boys of Serrengettal Rock like metal, plus we on the pedal The chosen, to rule over the and the treble For and, for those and those who be opposing scared cause they know we eat the mic like errosion
[Chorus, Red
We are the Dreaded style lyricists Once we to kick the flows, continuous and dangerous To be facing us you see, easily apart, your gameplan It seems to me, you can't the sting of the jab I see the stagger, in your step, you cannot A of deception, expect the to fall I'm for the sternum, flexin' Verbal skill, it is also an weapon I I knock some, sense into ya Coming way, pay to the rhymes that we say from this day forth, the Dreaded Fist FitnRedi, on the
"Flip back, get into a position" "Put on a bulletproof, bust your chest"
[Chorus, Red