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[Verse 1: Moka Only]

From the lungs of an original member
Savagest traveller, pick my teeth with the bones of cadavers
Ravaging magic, this rap in your cabbage
Swing the battle axe cause I can’t stay average
Roll with a maverick who moves by the ‘matic
Down with an ice vein, angel misguided
The phantom in your cabinet will rise
Why can’t they fathom the pattern of the sky?
It’s dark when I wake, light comes when I sleep
The fight comes out the way you walk on the street
Embark on my feet ?, science discoveries
Acid on your brain makes the hole seem lovely
And you thought I couldn’t rock this way
You thought wrong, partner, my thoughtless ways
The most caustic array that I bring when I choose it
Fuck when you wanna see me use it

[Chorus]

*Scratching*
Red dragon
I’m the leader

[Verse 2: Mad Child]

Mad Child, I’m unbeatable, fucking unbelievable
See a guy that I don’t fucking like and let the heater go
See a couple haters, later they don’t wanna see me though
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, drop the Glock, cock it slow
Keep your mouth shut, I’ll go out for the paper
Shoot your house up then ride off on a skateboard
I don’t really need a bitch, bitch you should see the clit
Leader of this shit, you should quit, work at Pita Pit
I am so competed, I am needed, I am the leader, trick
Mad Child’s cracked, don’t trip bitch, eat a dick
Never talk to the cops, always plead the fifth
Hard rock, look at him like dawg I don’t need this shit
I tag and I blast strapped up with a magnum
Tattooed up, Gucci jeans still sagging
All these little hipsters dressed in pink look like faggots
I stay dressed in black and I’m still a motherfucking red dragon

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Prevail]

Seven three seven, Prev One’s a legend
Twist up my two fingers, represent red dragon
You hear my go rawr like a dungeon dragon
Now change a little ? cause your pants are sheep
We the skateboard overloads, kings of the city
Rock my deck RDS and my trucks stay Indy
Pendant lieutenant, the black Tony Bennett
Respect, I get it, you’d better get a medic (Why?)
Or maybe anaesthetic cause you rappers looking diabetic
Mine is hydroletic, X games, quarter pipe shit
Talking all this shit, bitch you can’t even kickflip
Balance like a Chinese symbol, my lyrics liquid
What? You thought I couldn’t rock this way?
You thought wrong, partner, my thoughts display
Cause this cosmic array I play in my music
You’re fucked if I ever have to use it

[Chorus]

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