Red Hoodie Riot E

Yo, check the mic, one two, this ain't your Grandma's tune. Little Red running low through the Woods of shade and blue. Got a hoodie crimson Red, hide the secrets in her head. Whispers in the forest deep, planting seeds of doubt And dread. Grandma said she needs a cure, fairy Tale twisted for sure. But this ain't Disney, kid, Gonna open up a different door. Wolf's on the prowl, slinking silent, hunger in his Bloodshot eye. Thinking he's gonna get a treat? Nah, this Red's misunderstood. Red Hooded Riot, yeah, burning down the whole damn Forest. Red Hooded Riot, wolf gonna break the spell, You ignoramus. Grandma's got a shotgun loaded, ready to rock. Wolf's about to learn you can't outsmart the clock. Yeah. Woo! Sunrise bleeding through the trees, Feel the darkness in the breeze. Little Red, she ain't naive, knows the monsters that Appease. Fake smiles and hollow praise, hiding Underneath the haze. Wolf's knocking at the door, Thinking he's gonna score. Grandma's waiting, patient, cold, she nobody's fool. Got a trap set, tight, clean. This ain't a goddamn fairy tale scene. Red Hooded Riot, yeah, burning down the whole damn Forest. Red Hooded Riot, wolf gonna break the spell, You ignoramus. Grandma's got a shotgun loaded, ready to rock. Wolf's about to learn you can't outsmart the clock. Sunrise bleeding through the trees, feel the Darkness in the breeze. Little Red, she ain't naive, knows the monsters that Appease. Fake smiles and hollow praise, hiding underneath the Haze. Wolf's knocking at the door, thinking he's Gonna score. Grandma's waiting, patient, Cold, she nobody's fool. Got a trap set, tight, clean. This ain't a goddamn fairy tale scene. Red Hooded Riot, yeah, burning down the whole damn Forest. Red Hooded Riot, wolf gonna break the spell, You ignoramus. Grandma's got a shotgun loaded, ready to rock. Wolf's about to learn you can't outsmart the clock. Repeat the system, no more lies. Red Hooded Revolution in their eyes. Blood will spill, the forest burns. Every fairy tale lesson we will reverse in turn. Baskets full of cupcakes and a Glock packed tucked Away. Wolfie thinks he's gonna feast, gonna be his Final day. Grandma's wearing leather, got tattoos on Her sleeve. Knitting bombs, not sweaters, what you Gotta believe. He breaks in, claws extended, Thinking he's won the game. Boom, reality transcended, nothing will ever be the Same. Red Hood's switch blades, smiles a wicked Grin. This ain't the ending you awaited, the riot's Gonna begin. Red Hooded Riot, yeah, Burning down the whole damn forest. Red Hooded Riot, wolf gonna break the spell, You ignoramus. Grandma's got a shotgun loaded, ready to rock. Wolf's about to learn you can't outsmart the clock. Red Hooded Riot. Red Hooded Riot. Red Hooded forest burns.