Madame of ya illness Red-1 and the Misfit Diggin up the dreaded fist from the northwest And this is how we go like Well let me run down the bio Of the
[Red 1] I'm complex from my station, I flex heads like a Hatian Rockin the mic with solidification My confederation is the Rascalz With inspiration,
Its like clockwork, movin, the hands of time Four MCs, four minds combined in rhyme [x3] And it goes,like this I'll take it straight to that face plate
As we emerge from the woodwork Step in to the front Take control Its like clockwork Well I knock first To pre-warn of my presence About to enter And
[Red One] Dreaded fist from the Northwest... First before my verse, make Boodah bless you Because he blessed me, in form of smoke from a tree With abilities
he'll tell you the circle rides the spot t-dot represent slap my northwest connects Rascalz they make the cash flow indeed yo, I down the goldschlager
