Bloodshed, I Painted The Town Red. People Fled As I Put A Dread's Head To Bed. That Mean's Dead, In Other Words Deceased. Face Got Erased, Bullets Got Released. - SearchQuotes

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Bloodshed, I painted the town red. People fled as I put a dread's head to bed. That mean's dead, in other words deceased. Face got erased, bullets got released.

Kool G Rap

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