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letra de blue vs. red - derek coleman

[verse 1: derek coleman]
i gotta split, gotta split we been puffin’ l’s too long
but every time that i dip it’s like “the f-ck is going on?”
psht…man it’s frozen in this spot
you claim chicks coming through i know they really not
cause who the f-ck tryna f-ck a half–ss rapper?
if i am in the game these lame’s names in the rafters
so i bounce no mater the outcome
i got so many f-cking dreams and i am about them
so i could feel the tension growing every time we f-cking conversate
“where you been my n-gga? i don’t know, around the way”
been around drugs but smart enough to stay out the way
but i do smoke weed and just forgot what i was ’bout to say
(umm…)
i’m ’bout to pick up from my life
i’m seven years old i’m getting picked up on my bike
for shoplifting, mom’s gon beat me when she hears tonight
i was stealing cl-ssic rap cds to go home and write
i don’t know what i was smoking back then
some f-cking weed that was brown and had stems
i been a troublemaker but you won’t see me under till i make it to my undertaker
tell me you don’t like me i won’t say that you a f-cking hater…”f-cking hater.”
i take it personal, if you don’t like me then it means i got more work to do
i got two alter egos that be stuck inside my head
i call the first one blue, and the other, red
now blue is my boy like that f-cking move said
and red is all about k!lling like the movie red
tryna do me like stewie tryna bite the hand that feed him
a ‘family guy’ preaching at meals but i’m a heathen
“f-ck, lord forgive me i don’t mean it
i’m just a d-boy all grown up”, a ‘de-mon’
and it’s deep inside my soul
it’s hard to see the world when you deep inside a hole
i’m deep inside my girl but i’m thinking ’bout a hoe
if it was the other way around i would bleep this out fo sho
they say you can’t judge life by counting the amount of breaths you take (deep breaths)
but by the moments that take your breath away
and if i did that it would surely take her breath away she’d hold it to the death of me and think about it everyday
i got 99 problems with my b-tch but another b-tch ain’t one
“i said you’ll always be number one but music’s always first cause that’s the way that sh-t gets done
and when i’m low on self-esteem i fall into the red
i should probably leave now ‘fore i regret what i said
d-mn, all my connections in the deadzone
$20 dollars left, my wallets in the redzone
blue’s tryna save me but there ain’t no going back now
“red said i’m a f-cking b-tch if i back out”
don’t know who to f-cking hate
i’m walking allover blue like i play for boise state
i’m feeling like the president i got too many hats
blue goes to school, he works, and the n-gga raps
red sells drugs and tried to take me to the ave
but i smartened up “it’s already hard enough, i’ll go to cl-ss”
“now grab your f-cking bag, everything you do is half–ss you f-cking slack!”
d-mn, i think i deserved it for that one
i’m locked up in my room tryna murder myself with cap guns
cause i don’t really wanna do it but i’m thinking how i’d do it if i really was to do it
stupid, sh-t that’s running through my head
my life ain’t no b-tch cause i live life on the edge
and i’m taught by these rappers more than my teachers ever did
i listen to the sh-t they say and what they speaking when they spit
and in the words of 50 cent, that i live by to the end
it’s ‘get rich or die trying’, amen
amen, amen

- derek coleman

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