paint it red HipHop

*[Verse 1]* Heaven wrote my future in gold, I laughed and painted it red. Fate said, “Walk the road you're given.” I made my own instead. Death left flowers at my door, I wore them on my head. They carved my name into the stone— Funny thing, I wasn't dead. White robes, black lies, Saints with blood behind their eyes. Everybody preaching truth While selling heaven by the price. I don't pray for absolution, I don't kneel and I don't beg. If Heaven draws the line in white— *I paint it in red.* *[Chorus]* I paint it in red, Every law that Heaven said. Every prophecy they gave me, Every road they thought I'd tread. I paint it in red, Put a crown upon my head. If destiny is written— Then I'll rewrite it instead. *Heavenly Trickster,* Smiling where the angels fled. Heaven wrote my name in gold— *I paint it in red.* *[Verse 2]* Time sent letters to my room, Said I'm running out again. I mailed tomorrow back unopened, Signed it, “Try me then.” Devil offered me a bargain, God offered me a test. I took the contract from them both And somehow kept the rest. Kings keep armies, gods keep laws, I keep nothing but applause. Every cage has got a lock— Every lock has got a flaw. They call me liar, call me fool, Call me cursed inside the head. But when Heaven writes the rules— *I paint them all in red.* *[Chorus]* I paint it in red, Every law that Heaven said. Every prophecy they gave me, Every road they thought I'd tread. I paint it in red, Put a crown upon my head. If destiny is written— Then I'll rewrite it instead. *Heavenly Trickster,* Smiling where the angels fled. Heaven wrote my name in gold— *I paint it in red.* *[Bridge]* Red on the moon. Red on the page. Red where they built My beautiful cage. Red on the halo. Red on the throne. They gave me a kingdom— I made it my own. Death knows my face, But not where I've been. Heaven knows every story— Except how mine ends. So write me a warning. Write me as dead. Give me your scripture— *I'll paint it in red.* *[Final Chorus]* I paint it in red, Every promise, every threat. Every chain around my future, Every debt I never paid. I paint it in red, Till the stars forget what they said. If God himself wrote my ending— I'd rewrite that one instead. *Heavenly Trickster,* Last fool Heaven couldn't predict. They wrote: “Here lies the Nameless.” I smiled, crossed it out— and painted *TRICKSTER* in red.