Street music
Redrama Lyrics

I only got one thing to say
I have a single message to convey

I only sing for my people who be struggling like everyday
I only create music for those facing everyday struggles

(Street music, shit ain't sweet music)
The music I make reflects the harsh reality of the streets

Stand on my own feet no matter what happens
I will rely on myself regardless of the situation

My struggle a grown me to a man, man
My challenges have forced me to mature and develop as a person

Kill you on yo' own beat with this rap thing
I will outperform anyone on their own musical creation with my rapping ability

And I still hate the police with a passion
My disdain for law enforcement remains strong

So raise yo' glasses, stomp yo' feet
Celebrate and enjoy the music with excitement

I ain't asking, do it if you hungry
I'm not asking, but if you're feeling it, then dance

This that street music
This type of music reflects life on the streets

Don't get it confused, kid
Don't be mistaken in your understanding

No you thought it was but shit ain't sweet, stupid
You may have thought it was enjoyable, but it can be harsh and difficult to handle

Uncivilized and I'm drunk as shit
I'm behaving without restraint and under the influence of alcohol

So tell the DJ to bump that shit
Request that the DJ play the music loudly

If yo' girl screaming and yelling
If your romantic partner is causing chaos

Turning yo' evening to hell, then I'm telling you need
If they're causing you trouble, then it's best to leave them

To dump that bitch
End your relationship with her

How many times have I told you I don't play
I have previously made it clear that I'm serious

Disrespect me ok
Disregard my authority if you're comfortable with the result

It goes both ways
The consequences go both ways for us both

Coming from the land where the sky's so grey
I'm from a country where it's always overcast and gloomy

Running with my plans 'cause that's what my mom told me.
I'm following my mother's advice to pursue my goals

Shit ain't gonna be moving without blood, sweat and tears
Achieving goals requires significant effort

12 years I been on the bud and the beer
I've been using drugs and alcohol for a dozen years

So keep it coming before my buzz disappears
I need to keep drinking before the buzz wears off

Chi-chi man ain't getting no love up in here
Homosexual men will not receive love or acceptance here

You need to pay attention
You need to listen and be alert

And shut yo' little mouth when my name is mentioned
Don't speak about me unless you have something positive to say

Worrying about tomorrow ain't my way of thinking
I don't concern myself with the future

I'm a do what I do, Red ain't regretting
I will do what I want regardless of regrets

Now Helsinki, that's where I'm born, where I roam,
I was born in and live in Helsinki

Where I bone
Where I have sex

But I've been around like a vagabond
I've traveled and lived a nomadic lifestyle

Where I lay my hat is home
Wherever I am is where I feel at home

Man, I'm known from the catacombs deep
I'm well-known from the underground music scene

Inna Babylon to the Amazon
From Babylon to the Amazon jungle

Get out yo' seat quick
Get out of your seat and dance

Haters can eat a dick
Critics can go away and leave me alone

Believe it, kid, now swing around 'til you seasick
Believe me and dance until you're dizzy

Life can be a mean bitch it's a known fact
Life can be harsh and unfair, that's a fact

But Red's shit's like popping Prozac
My music has a soothing effect on people

I grew up inna midst of a snowstorm
I was raised in a cold and harsh environment

I ain't a gangster, but I can make some phone calls
I don't identify as a criminal, but I have connections in the streets

I do it for my single baby mamas
I make music for single mothers

And the kids in school with behavior problems
And for students who struggle with discipline in schools

So get yo' hands up if you hate yo' job
Raise your hands if you dislike your job

And you scheme on the side, one day at a time
And you work on your own plans in your free time

Gold spoon motherfuckers, won't waste yo' time
Rich and privileged people won't be a valuable use of your time

Street music 'till (sic) the day I die.
I will continue to create street music until I die