Verse 1:
Yo, the red light means stop, if it’s flashing it means cop
Caught ‘em red handed with the rhyme tryin’ to eavesdrop
Red dawn, red sky at morning like warning
A shiny red apple that reveals a rare poison
Exploitin’—push the red button over nothin’
We say, the only Red Alert I wanna hear is the DJ
You better get to work on the replay
You couldn’t sell it for a red cent on the Ebay
Red faced, embarrassed 'cuz all of the red tape
You put up couldn’t stay or delay my escape
I appeal to the voters in blue or red state
It’s a red letter day, unload the dead weight
Wore the red badge of courage, the red mask of death
Red sun in the East, red rain in the West
Took the red eye to jet from one place to the next
'Til my record done seen more plays than a ref

Chorus:
Whatever you want, we got it
Whatever you need, we got it
Whatever I do, Red Alert
Whenever my crew...Red Alert
Whatever you want, we got it
Whatever you need, we got it
Whatever I do, Red Alert
Whenever my crew...Red Alert

Verse 2:
I’ma paint the town red until all the wack rappers found dead
Or in a bed at the Red Cross instead
I’ma drop a red herring, throw the dogs off the scent
Yo, roll out the red carpet, there’s a star on the set
I got hip-hop in my red blood cells
But I’m still in the red I don’t get 'nuff sales
Which should be a red flag, no one said that life’s fair and
It could all get shot down like the Red Baron
Preparin’ for rhymers from here to Red China
I redline the track 'til you have to rewind the
Last rhyme that I say, it gets better each time ya'
Bring it back to the start like Herc and Bambaataa
Red dot or red beam, both winnin’ points for the red team
Cryin’ fake tears at the death scene
Cryin’ "REDRUM" at the next scene to get green
And put a motherfucker on ice like the Red Wings

Chorus

Verse 3:
In the blue, white, red you get your rights read
Take it back to that chain gang rap like Shinehead
When the Scoviet Union unleash the Red Army, at least we said sorry
The Rec is all over the street like dead bodies
You know it’s too late
Red October Halloween pitchforks and red capes
Yes, I sent grapes out of town on Fed Ex
Peter Tosh in the mail, Steppin’ Razor Red X
Red stamp, insufficient funds on my rent check
On some Jeff Foxworthy, you might be a redneck
On some Redd Foxx, dirty, I ain’t clean it up yet
I came back upset like a Vietnam vet
I said if you can’t see me then raise the red lantern
The new scarlet letter is G, for Grip Grand, son
Red hot, it can only get hotter
Like a handgun goin’ through shells like Red Lobster