1st Album: Intro to Criticism

Lyrics:

Hold me like a pistol, fanboys getting triggered, 
I teach you to whistle, its not like how ya figured, 
you play me like a fiddle, that shit that make me snicker, 
bitch is you nuts, you pull me off just like a sticker

It's A Broke Boy challenge
go make my ass a salad
I promise that I see you're still tryna find the balance
I'll be over here still on this sad ballad 
if you think you're with it then you show me you about it

Act like I don't care but what you said to me was valid
Tears in my eyes I swear to God who's cutting shallots
Promise me, when it goes bad, you won't become too callous
Can you do this for me I know its boutta be a challenge

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME THATS WHAT YOU WANT, BITCH LOOK IN MY EYES
RED GREEN BLUE I DON'T WANT NO SURPRISE
I CAN DROP A MF AS SOON AS I HEAR GOODBYE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME JUST WHAT YOU WANT, BITCH DON'T FUCKIN LIE
IF YOU DISAPPEARING THEN GO HEAD AN FUCKIN HIDE
I COULD BE THE WORST BUT AT LEAST I DON'T NEED A DISGUISE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME THATS WHAT YOU WANT BITCH LOOK AT MY EYES
RED GREEN BLUE I DON'T WANT NO SURPRISE
I CAN DROP A MF AS SOON AS I HEAR GOODBYEEEE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME JUST WHAT YOU WANT, BITCH DON'T FUCKIN LIE
IF YOU DISAPPEARING THEN GO HEAD AN FUCKIN HIDE
I COULD BE THE WORST BUT AT LEAST I DON'T NEED A DISGUISE


When it came to us I admit I was too cautious
throw me to the deep, can't sleep, I end up nauseous, 
Was excited to sit back and watch you blossom, 
Forgot to show attention for a week so you said toss em 

Knockin out my teeth because we been havin problems
Swear I can be the hardest critic when I'm not flossin
Next time I try I won't fuck with the caution
I'm all in guns blazin, grab the trigger of a Thompson

I got 2 sides to me you can call me Ron Swanson
The young and the old, like a 86 Datsun
Shooting lightning to my heart, you got a Smith and Wattson
And if you got a problem you know you have to call 'em


IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME THATS WHAT YOU WANT BITCH LOOK AT MY EYES
RED GREEN BLUE I DON'T WANT NO SURPRISE
I CAN DROP A MF AS SOON AS I HEAR GOODBYEEEE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME JUST WHAT YOU WANT, BITCH DON'T FUCKIN LIE
IF YOU DISAPPEARING THEN GO HEAD AN FUCKIN HIDE
I COULD BE THE WORST BUT AT LEAST I DON'T NEED A DISGUISE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME THATS WHAT YOU WANT BITCH LOOK AT MY EYES
RED GREEN BLUE I DON'T WANT NO SURPRISE
I CAN DROP A MF AS SOON AS I HEAR GOODBYEEEE

IF YOU PRAYIN ON MY DOWNFALL AND PLOTTIN MY DEMISE
TELL ME JUST WHAT YOU WANT, BITCH DON'T FUCKIN LIE
IF YOU DISAPPEARING THEN GO HEAD AN FUCKIN HIDE
I COULD BE THE WORST BUT AT LEAST I DON'T NEED A DISGUISE

Praying On My Downfall (Prod. By Ty Kev.)

Lyrics: 

First I'm sweet then I'm sour instead,
Giving bitches chances now they'd rather have me dead
I guess, just fuck what I said
It'll end up sweet sometime in the end

Share my candy I'm lookin for some friends
Got a long time problem where I don't stop bending
Giving till I can't now that shit depends
How else could I find if ya fucked in the head

Draining my account of all of its funds
Giving them a reason, is this called love?
I'll let you see the real me but please don't run
Yet when ya gone I'll still hope you had ya fun

What you say with a binded tongue
open the floodgates and leave me stunned
thought I could trust you to treat me like a real one
maybe you'll watch what you say in front of-



Sour Patch Redd
Sour patch Redd

Look at me, I'm Sour Patch Redd
Sour Patch Redd



I'm Sour Patch Redd, jus tryna get ahead
make fun of me another tear I shed
if ya see me stutter its just for the bread
Tripping me up to make use of them legs

Pen to the paper then paper to the pen
life's a cycle of dealing with this shit over and again
take a second away from ya rose colored lens
and realize as a homie that ya duty extends

Stutter, stutter, stutter
the fucks the point in making another mf suffer
another point of view, you gotta discover
Ya know I'm not abt to fuck up another sucker

Stutter, stutter, stutter
Look at me like I'm just another brother
I didn't mean to hover, Leave me, I'm tougher 
I'll be stronger when I recover

Was broken, my slogan, was fuck my life
I never knew how any of em felt on the inside
and in the end it'll be alright
if ya can't say it to my face I'm living spite

If ya tell me ya love me then a piece of me dies
because how the hell am I supposed to reply
in the end I never know what to decide 
so if I could please, just give me a guide

Sour then sweet, its that way for a reason
I feel incomplete, treat me like a demon
yeah I'm diseased, leave me broken and beaten
Staying discreet I'm the secret Freeman

Sweet then sour, get outta my head
Please just devour this shit that I dread
I'll pick a vowel if you leave me on read
Cuz you're a coward, I'm a needle to the thread

Sour Patch Red, Sour Patch Redd 

I'm boutta Stutter, Stutter, Stutter

Sour Patch Redd (Prod. By Miroow)

Lyrics: 

Tell me what you think is the logic
Behind becoming an alcoholic
Bitch, I'm bout to run the diagnostic
It's a shame we real, and we ain't just electronics

Tell me how ya feelin’ bout this chronic
Laughing on this gas like I'm yo comic
We been up too late and we ain't stoppin'
Love the shit you hate that feeling is cosmic

Separate yo feelings put em in boxes
See you deal with it, what the problem is?
You might think its small or microscopic
Yo toxic shit is just too damn caustic

When she goes on a date she don't care what the cost is
It don't matter if she at work, she's yo boss bitch
If you think that's cold, then you gotta see the Arctic
Whippin round a lambo then demanding' that you park it

Every time you tryna play I'm saying stop it
And every time I see yo name I'm thinking darn it
Its too fucking bad that you taken off the market 
You shut my heart down so quick it's hard to start it

It's hard to start it 
(Start it)

That's right you turn my cheeks straight scarlet
Bitch I swear, you more precious than a Garnet
One day I'ma have to see you takin' off them garments
Reaping what you sow, I know you the Queen of this Harvest

Love me, a chick in uniform
Now I've been good, I'm wanting my reward
I've been writing this down now is this music or-
Am I really feeling something for a Toxic Unicorn

It's something that shakes me, right down, to the core
Makes me wanna change, my whole house decor
Really makes it worth, ever being born
Straight up proud of you go ahead and toot yo fuckin horn

Love pretending to ignore you but bitch I hate being ignored
All this love I got inside me I don't know where it's stored
Just cut it outta me, see I'm handing you the sword
You the beauty of a beast you like the eyes of a storm

Yeah you be fuckin ballin, the one that I adore
Yeah, you real fuckin special, like a horse with a horn
We all being gentlemen, yeah we be holding doors
And I'ma leave you with this sentiment, we
just tryna be yours💜 Ayyyy

41. TOXIC UNICORN

Plotting My Demise

Invincible

Sink or Swim

MYOFB

Whipsers in the Rain

Lime Girl

With or Without

LABYRINTH

Not a Quitter

Twitch Streamer, Singer/Songwriter, Video Game Developer. There's nothing I can't do.

1st Album: Intro to Criticism

SourPatchRedd