Derek Coleman - Blue vs. Red lyrics

[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** 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** tryna f** a half-a** 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**ing dreams and I am about them So I could feel the tension growing every time we f**ing conversate "Where you been my n***a? I don't know, around the way" Been around d** 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 cla**ic rap CDs to go home and write I don't know what I was smoking back then Some f**ing 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**ing hater..."f**ing 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**ing move said And Red is all about k**ing 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**, 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 d**h of me and think about it everyday I got 99 problems with my b**h but another b**h ain't one "I said you'll always be number one but music's always first cause that's the way that sh** 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 Damn, 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**ing b**h if I back out" Don't know who to f**ing 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***a raps Red sells d** and tried to take me to the ave But I smartened up "It's already hard enough, I'll go to cla**" "Now grab your f**ing bag, everything you do is half-a** you f**ing slack!" Damn, 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** that's running through my head My life ain't no b**h 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** 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