Story Behind the Song
The name "Red Dawn" was meant to coincide with the upcoming EP's title, "The Red Planet". I was thinking along the lines of this being the 'dawn' of Gaijin Red; when you peep those melodic chords in the hook, it makes you feel like you just hit sunrise. I just knew I had to flip some hot lyrics to it, and so I made the chorus to say "I got what you're lookin' for, now you gotta prepare for it." I was feelin' the vibes on this track so heavy, I laid the main vocals in one take.
Lyrics
Some say I came from the center of the Earth/
Others say Im that new type money, so what you worth?/
Some call you rap child, covered in afterbirth/
or some Bitch-Ass Mothafucka, showin his skirt/
The truth is, I couldve come from some outer space dirt/
here to give you 40 acres in a world of hurt/
but know this, Gaijins the foreigner like UFOs/
and yet familiar like arch-foes/
and while you niggas stay frontin makin master claims/
my words turn into blackbirds that shit with aim,/
flock up into phrases that project to maim,/
then form the phoenix that projects the flame/
You ask me, youre fuckin devils all the same/
I can recall before rap was called rap game/
and recall before the rapper made rap lame/
Just another Scarlet Letter puttin niggas to shame/
Silvansmith was created to prevent the pain/
of being pissed on and told it was rain/
or getting Amadoud by crooked execs/
who wanna keep your masters and hold them against you like Tecs//
I got it, and if you want it/
you can come and get it, but youd better prepare for it/
Oh yeah, I got it, and if you want it/
you can come and get it, but youre gonna prepare for it//
Rhyme circles around the competition; dem fall dizzy/
and strap Depends on cause their styles type pissy/
You wonder, What is he?; Gaijin:/
That new form of language, like C++ when Im compilin/
Im complex hackers use my brainwaves/
to render government web sites to fall slave/
My enclave hits the scene and splits the screen,/
forcing you to double your efforts to be seen/
amongst a million rappers and their mommas who manage/
but yall niggas gotta understand I gotta do damage/
You wanna be a monkey savage? Go ahead and stack bananas/
but some men stack banana clips/
When I roll on stage, your brain matter rips/
cause knowledge stops the blinding light like an eclipse/
Knowledge stops your blinding light like an eclipse/
Knowledge stops your blinding light//
I got it, and if you want it/
you can come and get it, but youd better prepare for it/
Oh yeah, I got it, and if you want it/
you can come and get it, but youre gonna prepare for it//
Youre just a storyteller of fractured fairy tales; Im high-scale/
with shock value of a third rail/
Stack stock thats blue chip; sink rappers like ships when flippin loose lips/
Innovate young minds like CPU chips/
You know who flips paper/
You hear me transmit on pirate radio in Asia/
The non-thug, non-playa, but understand/
Im a non-punk, non-faker; Im just a man/
working my way to godhood using a plan/
to place me at Haile Selassies right hand/
When I expand over your FM bandwidth,/
competition is left without legs to stand with/
Im like Titan A.E. Ill be around after the Earth blows/
to hunt down foes and hurt those/
as the Hand of Vengeance, the Voice of Independence/
the Brainchild of Intelligence and Relevance/
Peep the evidence within my DNA elements/
Ill make you see Red like the Dead see the Presidents/
|
Omega Johnson
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