[Red Dreaded fist the Northwest...
First before my verse, make Boodah you Because he blessed me, in form of smoke a tree With abilities to summon powers of the Fist As a lyricist, to the world as a So from a distance, you see shrapnel and And in an instant you've got to recognize me Black Belt, afferent to the degree The is me, Red One I be the, a veteran, me all veteran I'm gettin' on the knowledge To make strong, and abolish Terrorizing tracks like Kahn We be the rawest, hardest the Northwest Side, dun And that's, to the uplifted fist of the dread, clear Cutting emcees like and Blodell, so go tell a friend, and so on and so on The of this Dreaded Fist no longer will be slept on
[Chorus, Red Fist of the Northwest Gotta be How we exhibit our to the people Lethal leaves comatose hits To the Fist, there's no equal to this
A way with words is chosen to explain Poetry in my motion, In and out of range, to I switch up the suprising, line by line A jabbing unto you, into your pressure spot I pinpoint with an finger Inject, to let the rhyme Lyrically, do a number, in the Physically, the champion of Welterweights in my and skill to get better, somehow, someway Maybe this Dreaded Fist will meet it's match So then I stay, and with my words I don't Though I fate, and wait for made mistakes
"Flip back, get a fighting position"
[Red Slip me in the it back, toss me instrumentals, and watch me bust on that They must (be) on crack, they wigs split back Cause we run this, and it's a well fact Never miss, all and specialist Messing with the best? Please, you can't handle It's too scandalist and dangerous for those to be framing us Enslave us, up our anuses and bust But, I don't so Who the fuck you this is? the Rascal, Red One, baddest in this rap biz Rap with the Misfit, I get the beats off of froze and oppose like we boys of Serrengettal Rock like metal, we heavy on the pedal The chosen, to rule over the bass and the For those and, for those and who be opposing They cause they know we eat the mic like errosion
[Chorus, Red
We are the Dreaded style lyricists Once we start to kick the flows, continuous and To be facing us you see, easily pick apart, your It seems to me, you withstand the sting of the jab I see the stagger, in your step, you fool A of deception, expect the to fall I'm for the sternum, flexin' skill, it is also an anotomical weapon I hope I knock some, into ya Coming way, pay to the rhymes that we say Representing from day forth, the Dreaded Fist FitnRedi, on the
"Flip back, get a fighting position" "Put on a bulletproof, bust your chest"
[Chorus, Red