Lyrics
Sheets are getting red, some people must be dead
Streets are falling down, we'd better leave this town
Words are falling down, who's gonna run this town
Sheets are getting red, some people must be dead
Run baby, done baby, can't you see
All these crazy people making history
Run baby, done baby, can't you see
??? Into realities
Undercover just a lot of strategy
Undercover just another tragedy
The opposition counts two or three
Constitution wrecks into reality
Sheets are getting red, some people must be dead
Streets are falling down, we'd better leave this town
Words are falling down, who's gonna run this town
Sheets are getting red, some people must be dead
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul
Run baby, done baby, can't you see
All these crazy people making history
Run baby, done baby, can't you see
??? Into realities
Undercover just a lot of strategy
Undercover just another tragedy
The opposition counts two or three
Constitution wrecks into reality
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul
A deeper shade of soul.
