Lyrics
I come from a long, long line of denim jean
Cut beside all types of fiends
I robbed the DEA then overdosed
Spent the cash on guns and coke
I am the warmonger more crazy strong
Dropping drones inside Iran
I'm the big bad super-charged sex machine
All-American extra lean
If you lose your cool
Baby, I'll lose mine
You draw the red line
I love crossing red lines
Lose your cool
Baby, I'll lose mine
You draw the red line
I'll see you on the other side
I take the M-1-5 with a pound of green
I'm the triple crown king of ketamine
I'm not fixing me, I'm fixing you
You can take these pills red, white and blue
They go down, down, down with a pack of beer
Then your eyes go dark and you cannot hear
I might tie you up, see what you got
I got a feeling that you're gonna get hot
If you lose your cool
Baby, I'll lose mine
You draw the red line
I love crossing red lines
Full stop
You talk that talk
You walk that walk
Who wears the red line?
Maybe we can work it out
Maybe we can work it out
Oh, my friend
You seem upset
What's on your mind?
Woah, you got something you want to say?
Well, look me in the eye
Woah, if you lose your cool
Maybe I'll lose mine
You draw the red line
I love crossing red lines
