The Rapper H - Red (prod. The Prodigy) lyrics

[Verse 1: The Rapper H] My name is H man, have you heard of me? Intro on the mic, and it fits together perfectly Check the clock, I think it's time, a rapper you can stand behind Flow is tight with sicker lines, none will ever equal mine Look inside and you will find knowledge is a light of mine Don't know where I'm headed, I'll die if I'm left behind This is my shot, one life to live it right f** a runway, open sky, I'm gonna take flight [Hook:] I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling off the edge And I'm running, still running, you can't catch me where I'm at But the music, still beating, I'm alive inside this mess And I'm wondering, how I'm standing, in this world that's bleeding, bleeding red [Verse 2] H has got the mind to speak, a hundred different words to beats A melody to find the key, say f** to mediocrity The Prodigy then came around, collaborate to break the ground The earth is like a ride and we're just chilling as it spins around This life is madness, running just to grab it Three goals, snapbacks, I'm pulling off the hat trick The night just comes alive, with the words I feel inside I'm terrified to fail, the sentiment of a younger mind Ya, and it will be alright Finally moving forward, time is pa**ing as I write The pen will write the verses, but H will spark the mic The crowd will fill the f**ing show when H is spittin' on the mic Honestly the melody is feeling like my therapy The sounds within my mighty mind, derived from my memory Base, drums, energy, the realest f**ing recipe Emotions fill me up, but they will never get the best of me [Hook X2] [Verse 3] I write rhymes to explain it, rhymes to confuse it I write rhymes to write rhymes, and never get confused kid This beat is just confounding, every syllable I'm sounding With that 3, 2, 1 the atmosphere is my surrounding Addicted to the movement, I am constantly improving Putting everything I have in this, try and start a movement Boston back to Ithaca, I represent a state of mind The past is past, so just relax, save it for another time [Hook X2] [Verse 4] 316, coming live from the studio, I feel it in my soul Fresh to d**h from head to toe Words are morphing ever day, To me there is no stopping Rap has got my soul enchained, there's no need for its unlocking Sick flows, live shows, Boston is my front door I love my f**ing city, the city I would die for The heart of a champion, the city I'm alive for H will never let it stop, they're cheering for the encore