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Noite de luar, a brisa feito o mar Eu no teu olhar, uma estrela no céu Sinto seu desejo ao querer o meu beijo E na hula uma lua de mel, de mel Danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha Sou estrela no céu Vem tocar meu corpo sensual Quero ouvir você chamar Danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha Sou estrela no céu Vem tocar meu corpo sensual Quero ouvir você chamar Damn, son These bitches want some Hey, Freddie, can I, umm? No, bitch, you fucking dumb Damn, son These bitches want some Hey, Freddie, can I, umm? No, bitch, you fucking dumb Hello⁠—Hello, bitch, what you want? Hittin up my phone up on some bullshit, huh? Think I give a damn about stealing your ’gram? Bitch, Im gonna rob you, bitch, Im on a mission Don’t wanna suck? Then I dont give a fuck Run your shit, slut, then get my nut Better not be in the streets Run up on me, hear a bap, bap then a screech I dont mean to hurt you But I need more money Kinda funny how the Freddie Run upon you, you a dummy Uh oh, I think I gotta go Big bitch, what you wanna know? Made a hit though, kick the back do Big blast made a flash hole, hole Damn, son These bitches want some Hey, Freddie, can I, umm? No, bitch, you fucking dumb Damn, son These bitches want some Hey, Freddie, can I, umm? No, bitch, you fucking dumb Noite de luar, a brisa feito o mar Eu no teu olhar, uma estrela no céu Sinto seu desejo ao querer o meu beijo E na hula uma lua de mel⁠, de mel⁠, de mel Danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha Sou estrela no céu Vem tocar meu corpo sensual Quero ouvir você chamar Danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha Sou estrela no céu Vem tocar meu corpo sensual Quero ouvir você chamar Danço a hula huki e o cha-cha-cha Sou estrela no céu Vem tocar meu corpo sensual Quero ouvir você chamar

Come on, baby, lets go get another fucking stain Beat them- beat them with the chain, feelin good up in the rain Thera- therapy, Ill be killing bitches til the end of me Choking on your words, tell you when its gonna hurt Ima break your heart, Freddie gonna make you fuckin split apart What the fuck was that, Fredd-? Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, bitch Consequences heavy, are you bitches ready? Step into my Chevy, aimin very steady Calm down, you aint scared now You accept your fate, you cant relate, you bow down Stop that bitchin shit, you never know who got the clip Aimin at your head, dead, gonna put your ass to bed Night, night, bitch, yous a light bitch Freddie bright, bitch, murk a fuckin snitch Rest in peace, mane, take a load off Cold in your damn grave, I think I got a cough Shit, Im sick, I got it from your blood These bitches always try to fuck with me, Im in the mud Lets try to sort that out, I promise you I will go easy Your carcass fuckin freezing, trickin you, it was so easy I dont want a bitch or a ho, I think you just gotta go Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin more Little suckers always comin up to me What you tryna say, you little bitch? Ill end your day I dont want a bitch or a ho, I think you just gotta go Meet me at the corner store, gonna leave you wantin more Little suckers always comin up to me What you tryna say, you little bitch? Ill end your day

Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Give me all your money Give me all your shit I aint playing games mane Youse a fuckin name Freddie creeping, dont know why This a stickup, now you die Aint no time to stay alive Murder once you feel alive If you know I got it, come and get it Come back with the heat, bitch you better get ready Your big bitch is scared Shaking like you aint aware Smoking hella strong, you can smell it in my hair I will never stop, smoking dope Gives me fucking hope Can you come and guess? Bitches flex Aint no fucking test Goin down south With the blunt in my mouth I just copped a one way Leave today, it aint the same Why the fuck you tryna play? I aint playing any games Im just struggling all alone Do not try to hit my phone Players running knuckle up Bout to test my fucking nuts Stab em once or stab em twice Murder is so fucking nice Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não Agora que esse som tá ficando bom David, não vai não Oh David, não vai não

POSSE I keep on catching a case My lawyer keep dismissing them I keep on catching a case My lawyer keep dismissing them Hearing my name, going insane Man this shit is like every day Hearing my name, going insane Man this shit is like every day A-A-All around the world Bitches dead, I make them hurl Chillin with my fucking girl Double team, that rob a pearl Off her neck, slit, dip Dont stop, Ima get the guap Freddie never gonna flop Creeping up and killing cops Tool strapped up Get some buck, till Im stuck Heavy metal, pushin weight, guess who gonna die today? Im a runnin man, Im a gunner, man Yous a pussy, fam Fuck you think, you boujee man? Popping out ya mamas van I got two whole toolies Busting Glocks, I fucking knew it Im the one that fucking grew it You the one that fucking blew it Im gonna finish it, you better run it bitch Give it up now, give it up or else you gonna drown H-H-Hold the phone, now you get it all alone Watch your fucking tone, why you acting like a drone? Try to run up, you better get your gun up Dont fucking test me, I let the gods bless me Hearing my name, going insane Man, this shit is like every day Hearing my name, going insane Man, this shit is like every day O-O-Oh, darling Why the fuck you bawlin? Is it the feds you callin? You feel your body fallin You feel it in your guts You think you’re going nuts You quit your bitching for a itching, for another fucking fixing Oh, darling Why the fuck you bawlin? Is it the feds you callin? You feel your body fallin You feel it in your guts You think you’re going nuts You quit your bitching for a itching, for another fucking fixing Oh, darling Why the fuck you bawlin? Is it the feds you callin? You feel your body fallin You feel it in your guts You think you’re going nuts You quit your bitching for a itching, for another fucking fixing Oh, darling Why the fuck you bawlin? Is it the feds you callin? You feel your body fallin You feel it in your guts You think you’re going nuts You quit your bitching for a itching, for another fucking fixing

The weather Its never better It is too damn hot, getting fed up While I understand you need Everything you wanna be But this motherfucking heat is getting me Work, go to work I can not do this shit Hold up hoe, why you think you in this bitch? You wank, bitch you stank Bitch you bout to fuckin rank Standin acting dumb like you dont know what you have done Bitch its hot, feel the heat When Im taking out yo teeth No remorse, Freddie D Now Im killin in the streets I miss the cold Im never home Im gonna go so North, now you know Yeah bitch I know you cant relate Freddie stackin bread, I got a lot up on my plate I wont stop pumpin up Freddie gonna kill an opp Whatchu mean Im a lie? When Im ridin up the block The weather Its never better It is too damn hot, getting fed up While I understand you need Everything you wanna be But this motherfucking heat is getting me The weather Its never better It is too damn hot, getting fed up While I understand you need Everything you wanna be But this motherfucking heat is getting me The dance floor silly The ladies gon feel me The fellas in the back And they twistin up a philly The dance floor silly The ladies gon feel me The fellas in the back And they twistin up a philly The dance floor silly The ladies gon feel me The fellas in the back And they twistin up a philly The dance floor silly The ladies gon feel me The fellas in the back And they twistin up a philly

Dont act like you dont know Big Narstie said dont fuck up the base If you dont know my crew by now then, rudeboy-DOOMSHOP mothafucker If you dont know my crew by now then rudeboy, check out the goons Test one of us man then Ill definitely snap man into two Dont act like you dont know Big Narstie said dont fuck up the base Test one of us man then Ill definitely snap man into two Picked up the dope Smoke then I know, whats in ya dome And then bitch Im all alone Sick and tired of bitches actin like they wanna know me Freddie aint no phony, try to check me its a warning Picked up the dope Smoke then I know, whats in ya dome And then bitch Im all alone Sick and tired of bitches actin like they wanna know me Freddie aint no phony, try to check me its a warning Tie- tie the rope The bitches wanna cope I can see the pain, its in your face, you end it now you damn disgrace Its heavy, the setting, I think you almost ready Now hang up on that noose, your neck looks like a goose Cannot run, from darkness it will always follow you End it now and pay the due Now you lookin like a foo Think you are a demon? But you really just a bitch Think of all this devil shit, test the Freddie damn thats it Pull the trigg mayne, the bitches want fame Step in my lane, now Freddie end the game Boof, what Im smokin on, life what you trippin on Fuck the chase, Ima keep it real and bust up on the snakes Why you hate? Look at this you goofy, you a fuckin fake Goin through the jungle, I will end you with the fucking rake My nerves, are tingling Got the thrill, its sickening The blood, its in my hair I dont really give a care I will never turn it in Carcass rottin in the bin Feel the ghost, you shiverin Devil lookin over them Think of evil not today Can you please just go away? Sniffin beans and smokin dope, only way these bitches cope Picked up the dope Smoke then I know, whats in ya dome And then bitch Im all alone Sick and tired of bitches actin like they wanna know me Freddie aint no phony, try to check me its a warning Picked up the dope Smoke then I know, whats in ya dome And then bitch Im all alone Sick and tired of bitches actin like they wanna know me Freddie aint no phony, try to check me its a warning Dont act like you dont know Big Narstie said dont fuck up the base If you dont know my crew by now then rudeboy, check out the goons If you dont know my crew by now then rudeboy, check out the goons Test one of us man then Ill definitely snap man into two Dont act like you dont know Big Narstie said dont fuck up the base If you dont know my crew by now then rudeboy, check out the goons If you dont know my crew by now then rudeboy, check out the goons Test one of us man then Ill definitely snap man into two

Me and my best friends, we love jerking off But its November, so we have to stop Me and my good pals love a good bust But its November, so we cannot nut No masturbatin, no fornicatin, ejaculatin No prostate playin, no semen sprayin for thirty days No Nut November, cant bust til December Cant spank my turkey, cant do no jerkin No burstin or spurtin Cant use no Jergens Cant go rewardin my burden of yearnin Cant go returning to November 1st December is lurkin My hands are tied to the oath I gotta keep puttin work in My mind is clear like a crystal Yo Freddie, bring in the chorus Whats up Fuck my dick, Ima chop it off I aint cummin no poots, fuck the cops I dont care what they say, my cum will always stay In my big fat balls, they aint small I would love to cum on them all But I cant, its a chant to the silly old God Make me cum when he comes When the time is right Wont put up a fight Let my nutsack hang My balls are in pain, my girl too hot Wish I could fuck a lot, but I cant Its a curse Put my cum in a hearse Wait til the fucking first Tsunami from my body Bitch, I cant wait til I masturbate Its my only fate Hoe, I aint spankin no monkey Hoe, I aint chokin no chicken Hoe, I wont tickle the pickle I will not blow no emissions Im on the holiest mission Im with my bros all November On God, I wont blow another load til December Cold all Winter , throw away your lubrication Spread the word of No Nut November through the nation I aint touchin my penis, I am not grabbin myself On the set, Im bout to cop myself a chastity belt, yeah, bitch Rollin through the cut Trying not to bust, feel it in my gut All of my cum, has somewhat turned to dust Take me back to September, cause its No Nut November Popped off like the toss of a can of Dr. Pepper in my sheets I didnt mean, to stimulate it My cream dream seems so illustrative when I sleep This dont even count, didnt mean to skeet Never beat my meat Had to wash my sheets cause I tossed all of my seeds Me and my best friends, we love jerking off But its November, so we have to stop Me and my good pals, love a good bust But its November, so we cannot nut

Hello, Im Bob Ross And Id like to welcome you to the 20th Joy of Painting series Son-of-a gun, its hard for me to believe this is the 20th series But it, it is and Id like to thank you very much for inviting me back For another series of paint- Once was a killer And I got to butcher crips Run up in your shit Gonna let you take a dip In my evil fantasy Wont you run and come with me To the deep, deep part of More than you can see Im a ghost, Im a demon And Im seekin when youre dreamin For a new cause Hit the pause Lookin for a new job Wake up with the bed While you pussies try to slay Im the Freddie mayne Fuck the game Looking for a new bang Oh shit What the hell you talkin bout bitch? Its the new way Freddie made Bout to make a separate lane Oh my god yous a bitch motherfucker Why you try to play me like a bitch motherfucker? Hold this bust of indica Bout to come and fuck it up Freddie know theres something up And you know Im bout to bust Oh my god yous a bitch motherfucker Whyd you try to play me like a bitch motherfucker? Listen bitch, you tryna smoke Try to smoke the holy ghost If I hear you fucking choke Damn this bitch has gotta go

I kill the bitches on my dick, you know I cock it back and let it hit, you know I sniffin blow and smokin dope, you hoe I take yo shit and run across the globe Aint no pressin me, you know it is the double-d Im gonna come up breathing fire I dont think I can get higher Cool, damn, chilling with the bitches, Im a villain Got a number on my head, why the people want me dead? Freddie movin, askin all these bitches why they groovin Bumpin all my tracks, you bout to get the cack-a-lack Stacked up with the shop, and you know I pop it off What the fuck you talkin bout? Ima end it with a pow I kill the bitches on my dick, you know I cock it back and let it hit, you know I sniffin blow and smokin dope, you hoe I take yo shit and run across the globe I kill the bitches on my dick, you know I cock it back and let it hit, you know I sniffin blow and smokin dope, you hoe I take yo shit and run across the globe

One, two, one-two-three-four Freddie Dredd the menace Always killing on demand -ing on demand -die Dredd the menace Always killing Freddie Dredd the menace Always killing on demand Doomset, Doomset is the clique Fuck around and catch a shell All I see is demons creeping in this fucking palace Codeine, in my chalice All I do is kill, its madness Medieval shit, cause so much of evil shit You don’t want this fucking mace Straight, to your fucking face Fucking face Straight jousting I’m a motherfucking killer, hoes I don’t give a fuck you hoe Leave your body on the show You don’t want this fucking evil shit I’ll conjure up a spell Make your body leave your soul And I’ll leave your ass in hell Comin straight for your neck With this motherfucking Tec-9 Stop crying Didn’t have to happen if you stopped lyin’ Karma bitch, might harm you bitch And leave your carcass in a ditch They call me Mister Freddie Dredd They’ll find your body with no head Sixteen-hundreds boy This ain’t no artificial toy Swift, strike to your neck Bleeding for that fucking check It’s that Loud Pack, heart attack Bitches buying crack Freddie MAC-10 All I have to do is killing you is killing- x4 Freddie Dredd the menace Always killing on demand -ing on demand -die Dredd the menace Always killing- Freddie Dredd the menace Always killing on demand Doomset is the clique Fuck around and catch a sh-and catch a sh-

Toked up, fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud Toked up, fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud Toked up, fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud Toked up, fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud I cant see where you come from Big boy you better start to run, run Dont fuck with a man like me, son Bout to pour up all this redrum I dont want I dont want money o- I dont want money or hoes I dont wanna rap no mo I want mo mo mo mo mo mo murder in my life Where you come from Big boy you better start to run, run Dont fuck with a man like me, son Bout to pour up all this redrum I dont want I dont want money o- I dont want money or hoes I dont wanna rap no mo I want mo mo mo mo mo mo murder in my life God damn mane This life shit get so boring I need some more murder bitch! I te-I tell you one thing that you better always know That Freddie aint no hoe You talk some shit well close the door Im on lockdown You bitches pop out Wit guns and shit You aint the shit You calm down Killin, killin the masses You will offend I was abandoned, shit on the man You want some cancer, call you some dancers Come and join with you colors and then One of my spawns, yeah one of my kids Makin them bombs, Im gonna defend Smokin that shit bitch, right on my creep bitch try to be me Freddie can see Listen to the thoughts you got up in your head You- you- you tried to get out everything you wouldve said And you act so tough but youre so so weak I hear it when you speak, why are you so scared of me? I cant see where you come from Big boy you better start to run, run Dont fuck with the man like me, son Bout to pour up all this redrum I dont want I dont want money o- I dont want money or hoes I dont wanna rap no mo I want mo mo mo mo mo mo murder in my life Where you come from Big boy you better start to run, run Dont fuck with the man like me, son Bout to pour up all this redrum I dont want I dont want money o- I dont want money or hoes I dont wanna rap no mo I want mo mo mo mo mo mo murder in my life Staring at that shit that kept me hating, You baby Staring at that shit that kept me hating, You baby Staring at that shit that kept me hating, You baby Toked up, fuckin wit that liquor and dat bud Staring at that shit that kept me hating, You baby Staring at that shit that kept me hating, You baby

Fuck with me No, you dont Freddie gonna let you hoe Thats the hope and fuck a dope Now go along and tie that rope Hanging with your buddies Hoping everything goes right Then you pull that trigger thing Kill him cause he know my name Heres a lesson Dont be testing Or youll meet my Smith & Wesson Bustin with some perfect aim I watch it go right through your brain Oh, you think you know Kaine? Rollin in the beamer thing Killin aint a damn shame Come on up and bring the pain Roll up some dope Bitch you know I cannot cope With these evil thoughts In the dark Kill you from a-fuckin-far Yous a bitch you make it easy Killing you only to please me Its a fuckin homicide, now put the Glock up to your eyes Fuckin with the playa mane Load the Glock, go insane Strollin in the fuckin rain Lookin for a damn stain See me in the alley creep Taste of death is just as sweet Flaya offs, follow me Blueish fire after me Fuck what you fuckin speak Get this feeling out of me Violent death is what you seek Breathing slow Take a note Fuck a suicide hoe Bury you alive hoe We dont choose sides hoe Clout aint what Im looking for Rippin the pieces I got my bitches on leashes And for that Glock, I am reachin Murderer season is peakin Im fillin up with a vengeance I kill them off like a sentence Killer Kaine be the menace, and I break off the tension

Hoe no we better go All I get you very slow Creeping in the back As I creep up to a bat Bash it in your fucking skull Feel the brains and its so cold Cole thats my fucking soul I have been to once before One two many times I got you talking of my life Bitch you better go away before I fucking lose my mind And I dont want to do anything Ill regret Think about it thats a blade slice you in a fucking neck Who are you to say that I am wrong and you were right But thats okay cause you put up a fight Anyone who trying to test me gonna put you in a dirt Leave your body fucking hurt wash the blood off your sword Thats okay cause you put up a fight Cause you put up a fight Cause you put up a fight Мэри Джейн и Powerade Слева молодой Кобейн Мы прирезали твой гэнг Бэксайд на огне Хелла Хилл на суете Фредди Дредд на суете Курим в полной темноте, aye, aye Твоя шлюха — Пицца Хат и Тако Белл Закажу ее в отель Я танцую среди тел Это Dynasty-картель Дерьмо с билбордов в ладонь Цепи светятся, как огонь Кручу джойнт на животе Листья падали на ладонь На ноги новые Йоши, aye Мне надо еще дороже, woo В суку кидаю эмоджи, yah Килла, ты видел их рожи? aye Улица под моей кожей, yah Не вынимаю из ножен, aye Это тебе не поможет, woo Тебе не выйти из моша, yah Хелла Хилл на суете На суете Фредди Дредд на суете

Doomshop mothafucka! Murder one, better run Or you bout to meet my gun Killing plenty is so fun Slaughter bitches in the sun Freddie lurking in this bitch Why you cryin now? You are just a little snitch Look, you dyin now Blood all on the floor You know I just want some more With the throat slit Hollow tip Aimin straight up at your bitch Roll call, who is Freddie Dredd? Hes the shit, man Killed a mothafucka with a stick in 10 seconds I dont wanna fuck with him No I really dont Looked into his eyes and now Im hanging from a rope Freddie cheat death, eat lead, bullet straight up to ya head Bitch, you heard what I just said, counting up my fuckin bread I just hate what you do, and your crew, yous a fool Yous a bitch, you aint shit And you talking bout a clip Imma bust ya fuckin skull Leave the brains up on the wall Im the dope mane, so insane Bout to kill the fucking game Roll call, who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd? Hes the shit man, killed a mothafucka with a stick in 10 seconds Who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd? Who is- who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd? Hes the shit man, killed a mothafucka with a stick in 10 seconds Who is Freddie Dredd? Who is Freddie Dredd?

What the fuck you mean? Im smoking green up in my limous- limous- What the fuck you mean? Im smoking green up in my limousine Too bad that theres no lean I stress my thoughts I keep it fuckin raw Keep a toolie on my hip I still cannot believe this shit Throw up and Im out thats it My clip will leave you- leave you- you- dead What the fuck you mean? Im smoking green up in my limousine Too bad that theres no lean I stress my thoughts I keep it fuckin raw Keep a toolie on my hip I still cannot believe this shit Throw up and Im out thats it My clip will leave you with this shi- What you really mean when you say that shit You runnin with the team but ya play like a bitch Dump another clip then I flip the script Motherfuckers really gonna go emboss their R.I.P When I dip you dip girl just like that She be gettin pearls on her neck and her back Imma rip a clip through the ops real quick Making their tomb with the M1 swift I bang with a rang Im the mane so deranged Everybody wanna claim that they runnin da truth I ring with the team resonate like a king Knowing enemy are close, but they running a zoo Round em up get the firing squad Show em what it means to face a God Pick a number one through six Roll yo dice but Im takin all the chips I do the Krav Maga serpent certain a naga You wont make it through the night Target on sight I do barrage You M.I.A., so she gon play Want to stay but not today I sharpen blades, Im blazin Burn their station when they weigh in on my patience Got the Han gook in my blood But Im Irish with the club Got my iris up above Yall Osiris on the run Its a game on the concrete Yautja blades up in the street Browser flame up when I speak They throw my name up cause they weak What the fuck you mean? Im smoking green up in my limousine Too bad that theres no lean I stress my thoughts I keep it fuckin raw Keep a toolie on my hip I still cannot believe this shit Throw up and Im out thats it My clip will leave you- leave you- you- dead What the fuck you mean? Im smoking green up in my limousine Too bad that theres no lean I stress my thoughts I keep it fuckin raw Keep a toolie on my hip I still cannot believe this shit Throw up and Im out thats it My clip will leave you with this shi-

For use in hazardous environment conditions Have a very safe day! Administering medical attention Adrenaline administered Ammunition depleted Antidote administered Antitoxin administered Warning Warnin I will see you in the mornin Rest your little eyes Youre about to touch the blue sky I dont want to hear you cry Freddie live a double life Always coming with the fire and everything will be alright What you know about my numbers hoe? You keep it on the low Im busting down your damn door I keep a .44 What-what the hell you mean? You keep it in your dreams Freddie lockdown, shooting with the fucking beam Ammo got it, pocket rambo bout to lock it Blast it at your shit No I never playin bitch Got my whole suit on Bitches get on my schlong Baby whats the word? You meant to pass it on I dont want to fuck with you, I dont care bout no pussy If you run your mouth Im gonna show you all the business Im a business man Wheres the money man? Put in the bag Im okay, but the Freddies gonna end your fucking day Half-Life Killin bitches all night Then I flip the dope Sell the coke Time to roll Suffocating from the blunt Gonna drown you in the mud Fast, so quick Bitches aint with the shit Half-Life Killing bitches all night Then I flip the dope Sell the coke Time to roll Suffocating from the blunt Gonna drown you in the mud Fast, so quick Bitches aint with the shit

Third degree Second degree First degree Robbery R-robbery R-robbery Miss Drake, thinks shes innocent Cause she five and one Mis-take is what she made Shell see when Im done Sing, dance, have your fun Whats your birthday? Its my month Its too late to take back what you did No, no refunds What were you thinking? A penny for your thoughts Venmo me, broke hoe Heres a penny for you, thots Its show and tell, kids, show me what you brought Peter picked a pack of pickles, I am Peter, you forgot- Hold on, hold on, hold on... Can we switch the language? Peter picked a pack of pickles I am Peter, you forgot Peter pickles posers and puts posers on the lot Posers, pick your pickles out my subway Dont you piss-piss-piss me off Haley spillin diet coke on her laptop In the backdrop While I was third lap- Top of my class, in the back Shorty on my lap- Top was new to me at the time Ill show Claire more Drake than shes ever seen in her life In the six, with the clique Its a day in the night Is it true that you grew just to see from my height? Is it true that youll be down six feet by tonight? Is it true Haley fought bhad bhabie And despite being quick, on her feet, took an L? Lost a fight Peter pickles posers and puts posers on the lot Posers, pick your pickles out my subway Dont you piss-piss-piss me off Peter pickles posers and puts posers on the lot Posers, pick your pickles out my subway Dont you piss-piss-piss me off Do-do-do-dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off, dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off Do-dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off, dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off Chase is chasing clout and Chase thinks hes too hot to touch Too bad Chase is only hot when Chase forgets to brush Hay-Hay-Haley hates the hate but Haley has the time to cheat Have you ever seen a six foot man standing sixty feet? Chase is chasing clout and Chase thinks hes too hot to touch Too bad Chase is only hot when Chase forgets to brush Hay-Hay-Haley hates the hate but Haley has the time to cheat Have you ever seen a six foot man standing sixty feet? Certified freak, triple kill streak Your breath stank, reek! Fix the damn feet Drew wannabe Congrats, you just peaked Weird ass furry Think before you speak Claire you think youre funny girl we aint laughing with you The only thing thats funny is your neck and nothing new Haley needs some help, all her clout is running out Find her switchin up and go when Charli is about Do-do-do-dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off, dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off Do-dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off, dont you piss me off Do-do-dont you ever piss me off Chase is chasing clout and Chase thinks hes too hot to touch Too bad Chase is only hot when Chase forgets to brush Hay-Hay-Haley hates the hate but Haley has the time to cheat Have you ever seen a six foot man standing sixty feet? Im sorry I had to do this to you I didnt want to, but Its like my grandpapi once said You never slap a man whos chewin tobacco Goodbye to Chase Goodbye to Claire Goodbye to Haley Sharpe Rest in peace Rest in peace, rest in peace May you rest in peace Rest in peace, rest in peace Rest in peace...

Doomshop Mothafucka! Hello- hello mothafucka Imma tell you what is good Imma make you eat the dirt Why does my neck hurt? Im so supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I dont think youll notice that youre gone; Hocus Pocus Call me David Blaine, I am so damn insane I am fuckin with your brain, I aint never ever lame Just the same player mane in the mothafuckin game Its a shame that you blame every fool in here today Stop, drop and roll, everybody pay the toll In the know, got to go Freaky bitches on the show Its a curse, I aint first Put a body in a hearse, swervin back n forth in the middle of the north And you know I got that toolie on me Freddie call you out when you a phony You aint foolin nobody with that dollar sign up on ya Imma bust your ass so fuckin fast you cannot tell what will come next Imma tell her what is good when she creep up in my hood Smokin weed, smokin dank, sold that bitch I make that bank Kill a real bitch, you know I dont give a shit Freddie runnin through your cut, boutta fuck you up a lot And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me

Genshin, go back to hell More and more You better hit the floor As I bust in your room Looking like a fucking loon .45 in your face As I send you up to space Any place but here I dont like the atmosphere Cant control, simple fate Oh, you think you can relate? What I put on my plate Try to match my murder rate But you cant hear a chant Of my motherfucking name Can you beat the fucking fame? Watch your brother die in vein Oh shit, you gon dip Gonna make you fucking quit Fill my clip, hollow tips Gonna throw a fucking fit Cannot stop, hear the drop Of my motherfucking case See my face, no trace Boutta end the human race Better keep your mouth shut Or youre gonna know whats up Gettin bucked, what the fuck Why you acting like you struck? Looking down the barrel What the fuck you think you gonna do? Past to waste, youre fucking mine Pull the trigger keep align Motherfucker, ever wonder why Im so divine? I just keep it real, Im packing steel I need that .45 Put the Glock to your head Can you hear what I just said? Shut the fuck up, motherfucker Watch you bleed, Im undercover

Doomshop, motherfucker! Imma kill a busta motherfucker with a Glock Have a fucking heart attack I dont give a motherfuck about any other shit Take the shot, hold that thought, now Imma let that rock Im just chillin with the crew, we fuck around, thats how we do And we fuck with the life Fuckin with the sheriffs wife Put her down in the dirt Leave her buried, then she squirt Plain and simple, then we dip I aint playin with this shit Im a motherfuckin murderer, a motherfuckin murderer Ill motherfuckin murder her I cant remember, its a blur What the fuck you sayin hoe? I never ever heard you, but I hurt you or I burn you Fucking choose, you gonna lose Check the time, Ill blow your mind Youll never see it coming Im becoming evil every day A motherfucker stay away Pop you off then watch you drop at 5:05 am Take a fuckin sip of gin Pull the trigger say, the end I feel so motherfuckin sick from the murders that I do Blood streamin down your neck, as I grip up to the Tec Head poundin like the pigs at your motherfuckin door No questions will be asked because youre a stupid whore Find your motherfuckin body mutilated in the sheet Looking like a fucking chump, blood all spread out You fake-ass recovery Bitch you do not want to know, F-R-E-D death is me Feel me creepin down the street Body so sore from the bullshit I endure Demons poisoning your body, make you picture your demise Say goodbye to your life, because it will end so fast Motherfuckin hit the gas, cause your carcass will not last Hit the motherfuckin place, such a motherfuckin shame You will not look the same Once again, Ill tell you mane I will kill you, not for game Just for pleasure, thats so sane I did not ask anymore, shut the fuck up hit the floor

But let me tell you something, I love weed, okay? I love it But not as much as I love pussy Let me-let me tell you little story right about the get go Freddie Dredd is creepin Dont you look on out the back do Big-big mans peepin on his people Fuck around with me your life will get a fucking repo And I, and I, and- and- Bust my Gat, right at his fuckin head He wakes up in a sweat, Freddie gonna kill me next Youll see me in your dreams controlling everything you see The next thing you know your life a fucking movie scene DOOM-DOOM-DOOM strapped up With the killas in the back The bitches upstairs bout to have a heart attack The man Freddie Dredd kickin down the fuckin do He lookin fo some blood, he always lookin for some mo Fuck around with me your life will get a fucking repo Fuck ar-fuck around with me your life will get a fucking repo Fuck ar-fuck around with me your life will get a fucking repo Fuck ar-fuck around with me your life will get a fucking repo Let me tell you a little story right about the get go Freddie Dredd is creepin Dont you look on out that back do Let me tell you a little story right about the get go Freddie Dredd is creepin Dont you look on out that back do Let me tell you a little story right about the get go Freddie Dredd is creepin Dont you look on out that back do Let me tell you a little story right about the get go Freddie Dredd is creepin Dont you look on out that back do

When I saw the break of day I wished that I could fly away Instead of kneeling in the sand Catching teardrops in my hand Out across the endless sea I would die in ecstasy But Ill be a bag of bones Driving down the road alone Out across the endless sea I would die in ecstasy But Ill be a bag of bones Driving down the road alone Evilous massacre I am the master Come from the underground causing disaster Nothing is stopping me You are my offering Kill your whole family, even your offspring Silent the evening, looks are deceiving When Freddie comes creeping hell stop you from breathing Dearly departed its murdering season I cut your heart out and leave it there beating Silent night Theres no light Freddie lurks Out of sight Got you stranded - big surprise No you cant believe your eyes Silent night Theres no light Freddie lurks Out of sight Caught you in your web of lies Got you screamin for your life You thought I was done but I still have full stamina Bitch do not fuck with me, you are an amateur Caught you red-handed like you are on camera Time for another cold-killing in Canada I am the Freddie Mayne Shout out my family, DOOMSHOP is my infantry Smoking my cavalry Killing you quickly, so swiftly its sickening Crippling leads to my gun repositioning Watch em disperse, you set up my curse Beggin for mercy, you snuck in my hearse You stuck in my trunk, Ill bring you the phonk Im moving the elbows of OG and Skunk Smokey is with me, its time to make history Fuck all these rappers Im claiming my victory Rock with the ones yeah, bitch, fuck the world You know it is up cause its causing the cold Out across the endless sea I would die in ecstasy But Ill be a bag of bones Driving down the road alone

Got a badass bitch and I just got the baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your bitch is on my cock Got you body cold Im gonna lock the cellar door Dark like Darko, Im so psycho, what is going on I-I-I-I-Im the one who gonna tell you what the fuck to do Swing the axe so fast its gonna split your head to two Beated up this beat is fucked, you better fucking run Pull out the Gat then let it splat; the blood it taste like rum Steppin out the function, I see double, aint no trouble All I do is stumble, can you hear me fuckin mumble? I just got the plan so its sticking on my mind You so weak, I hear you speak, I see it in your eyes Can you tell that Freddies pacing? You gon meet demise I cant deny what this imply that you gon fucking die Runnin out of breath, I think its just gon take some time Take a look back at your motherfucking life Got a badass bitch and I just got the baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your bitch is on my cock Got you body cold Im gonna lock the cellar door Dark like Darko, Im so psycho, what is going on Got a badass bitch and I just got the baddest Glock Cocked it back one time and now your bitch is on my cock Got you body cold Im gonna lock the cellar door Dark like Darko, Im so psycho, what is going on

Kill a mother fucker you know At the back with the bat with a fucking half-a-sack Just a sec hold up wait a minute while I get my fucking tools Coming for you fucking fools Drowning in the fucking pool Killing all these mother fucking cops you know Bitch mother fucker it’s Freddie Dredd hoe Knock your neck Fuck a tec What the fuck you thinking Hot lead in your bed, what the fuck give me head Shaking on the floor like a seizure, please her Please mother fucker don’t lean on a sucka Fuck a mother fucker and your mother fucking brother Shit on a bitch, snitch in the ditch Snake mother fucker better watch your fucking mouth Freddie Dredd straight coming to your mother fucking house

Diz para ela Graças a ela O sol nunca se apagou Para a menina Que não rimava a dor At yo dome, runnin ’round, bust a niggas head up, bring it on At yo dome, runnin ’round, bust a nigga head up- bust a nigga head up now Runnin ’round, at yo dome Runnin ‘round, at yo dome Runnin ‘round, at yo dome Runnin ‘round- Body on the flo I dont think you live no mo Peace of mind, keep in line Im the one about to shine Fredd now you dead, Freddie is so fuckin mad It aint bad, plant the seed Im the one who the devil keeps Who the fuck is this tryna take up on my shit No no, no way Im about to end your day Dumb shit - every single day I dont wanna play, if you try to get away Silly motha fucka tryna to test me boy Dont think about it Imma hit you with the stick Dead in your eyes, hypnotized with all these lies Who the fuck is Freddie flyin up in the sky? I dont really care bitch, I dont give a fuck Im the only person in the club gettin buck Ridin round clean, with the beam how it seems Imma kill you bitch you know what I mean Diz para ela Graças a ela O sol nunca se apagou Para a menina Que não rimava a dor Freddie-eddie hangin’ all these mothafuckin’ pussy bitches If you run your mouth you better run, no fuckin bitches What the fuck you mean, bitch! I got the beam, bitch! Put you on the shit list You Freddie Eddie on these mothafuckin’ pussy bitches If you run your mouth you better run, no fuckin bitches At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round At yo dome, runnin’ round

Take off in an angry spit Im tired of all this fucking shit Fuck the people, fuck the world And fuck you bitch, you think you cool All this damn attention telling me you want some more I dont wanna give no mo Yous a bitch and now you know Fucking with the wrong mane, now shut up bitch, and suck my thing Yous a hoe, you fuck me up and now Im bout to cut you slut I hate, hate, hate yo guts, try to smoke my indica You so fucking fake, I shouldve burned you at the stake Walk with me bitch? I dont think so Imma make you my next victim Death to me and death to you Ill keep your soul, its 1 + 2 I dont give a fuck, I think I learned my lesson now Fuck these hoes, got to go, Ill put them all on the floor I hate, hate, hate yo guts I hate, hate, hate yo guts Hate yo guts Hate yo guts I hate, hate, hate yo guts I hate, hate, hate yo guts Hate yo guts Hate yo guts

Akane ni somaru cafe terrace Turkish Coffee no kaori ni notte Akane ni somaru cafe terrace Turkish Coffee no kaori ni notte Killin the masses, killin the fool Bitch you know I am the murderous tool Freddie gon kill you right out of his tomb Chokin you out and you hear the big boom Devilish shit, choke on a bitch Breakin the skin and finessin the hit Eyes in the back of my head Better they dead People they call me the Dredd I am the darkness, you are a carcass Feeding the evil with people and dreams Looking straight up and you see the big beam Come on and test me Ill kill your whole team Ten whole shots to your brain Aim it like a gang Better cock it back, let it bang Bitch you want smoke or the flame? Bitch you are a lame Bitch you stay out of my lane Imma get dope smoke a deuce And if a bitch is crazy Imma put her on the loose Murder shit every day, gotta go away Gotta take my time, gotta let Tai-Pei Imma get dope smoke a deuce You can see me sippin on the Goose Head laid back, let it loose Bitch you know its alcohol abuse Imma get dope smoke a deuce You can see me sippin on the Goose Head laid back, let it loose Bitch you know its alcohol abuse Akane ni somaru cafe terrace Turkish Coffee no kaori ni notte Akane ni somaru cafe terrace Turkish Coffee no kaori ni notte

Doomshop Doomshop Yeah motherfucker Its Freddie Dredd motherfucker Yeah, yeah! And Im about to tell you something I-I call it double trouble me and my gat My Gat matte black Freddie never lacks packs I got the hollow tips, I got the scope and bright thing You know, the thing that helps me aim it at your belly ring I may not know a lot about my shitty clip The only thing I know is how to shoot it at your back I can-I can smell ya stinkin ass all the way from here Are you sweating from the heat or sweating from the fear? I dont-I dont want to tell you what to do But some options: you can run, you can hide, it might be fun I aint done, you can stay You can waste your life away Just like that, everything you made was always fuckin wack Now you steppin up, bang bang in the head boy Wait a second wheres my fuckin gun I thought I had it, huh? Oh shit you took it from me, put it to your head Then you pull the fuckin trigger now your stupid ass is dead Watch me-watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty Do-si-do Then I think I-then I think I gotta go Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty Do-si-do Then I think I-then I think I gotta go Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty Do-si-do Then I think I-then I think I gotta go Watch me do a dance on your corpse, a little ditty Do-si-do Then I think I-then I think I gotta go Now-now you steppin up, bang bang in the head boy Wait a second wheres my fuckin gun I thought I had it, huh? Oh shit you took it from me, put it to your head Then you pull the fuckin trigger now your stupid ass is dead Now you steppin up, bang bang in the head boy Wait a second wheres my fuckin gun I thought I had it, huh? Oh shit you took it from me, put it to your head Then you pull the fuckin trigger now your stupid ass is dead

Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Is it owed to the debt? Better hold your breath In the cell, I prevail Freddie sent from Hell Ring the bell when youre finished Im a grown man and winnin Sacrificin to the demons Know I love it when you screamin Commit to your thought Do it now, or youre lost in the darkness You will never wake your subconscious Anxious Why are you so scared of feelin pain, bitch? Devil in your soul Cuttin now and then youll go Walk on the dark path Kill and you feel that Never in your life You got a rush from the kickback Mac, bling, Glock-10 Knife on the neck, man Hear the whispering Devil takin over them Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work All red on me, got the blood up in your hair Signed your soul to the Devil, now you askin, Is it fair? Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work Listen to my words The Freddies tellin you the Devils work

Coquillages et crustacés Qui leût cru déplore la perte de lété Qui depuis sen est allé On a rangé les vacances Ill tell you what motherfucker, Ima creep up in your dorm And leave you brainless on the motherfucking floor Never fuck with me, Im gonna tell you what the fuck I do and what I do, Is killing fools, you better goddamn move In the back, Creeping on the motherfucking set you better bet Motherfuckers gonna die today Never test me , You fucking bitch, Ima leave your hoe deeming you goddamn bitch Can you please just tell me what you thinking, Cause Im gonna fucking pussy passing, And you’re late for one more test Then im gone, Cause im creeping in the fucking dangerous zone And you know, That im gonna keep on going in my town On my hip, Cause you know I fuck this shit, Hollow tip Extra dip rest it on yo fucking bitch Shut your eyes, In disguise, All you hear is loud cries In the dark, you stay inside, Time to say all your goodbyes Coquillages et crustacés Qui leût cru déplore la perte de lété

Sip-sip-sip-sip-sippin robitussin Bitch you know I come in bustin flame Didnt see me coming now you better get to runnin Holes in your body pourin out all your life Suckas come and try to catch me boy, you stay strapped with a knife Not enough to kill ya boy, Freddie gonna kill ya boy Fuckin up the system, murder is my only fucking toy Playin with a dead body, offed em with a stick Fully loaded clip, look at you, you fucking bitch Dead mane standin on the corner like a damn shame Water hole, try to hang with me and its a big no Big choppa blastin at yo head like a pimp I aint fucking with this money, you are just a fucking simp I dont wanna dip, I wanna know what the fuck If you try to play with me, you know a homie rolling up Hear a blast, oh damn, Im just chillin in the van See ya slut, aint no bussin nuts, Im about to fuck it up

I-I-I-Im from Hell Deep within the darkest place youll ever be Im from Hell Do the shit that demons do and make you bleed Im from Hell Make you witness shit that you wont wanna see What the hell? All you stupid little bitches botherin me Walked up out the gates like, Who is he? Im the Freddie, man I aint got no murder plans I see you once and never again Im the type of muhfucka slit ya throat and hear you choke Shut the fuck up, stupid bloke I light the dart and then I smoke No chase, I got it, man Got the Glock up in my hand Bussin out the roof I chipped your tooth and now you crying, damn I dont know the time I keep staying on my grind Couple .40s in my back As I creep up, stab your back C-C-Cmon muhfucka, come and run it, give me money I dont really think its funny I will hurt you and your honey Im a stoner, aint no drama You are just a fuckin comma Just another stupid number on my list, I will never miss Im from Hell Demons in the darkest place youll ever be Im from Hell Do the shit the demons do and make you bleed Im from Hell Make you witness shit that you wont wanna see What the hell? All you stupid little bitches botherin me Im from Hell Demons in the darkest place youll ever be Im from Hell Do the shit the demons do and make you bleed Im from Hell Make you witness shit that you wont wanna see What the hell? All you stupid little bitches botherin me

You, you, you will never catch me slipping in the fucking dark With the base up on my hip ‘Bout to bust yo fucking handle Ain’t no fucking with the mane Hate my life it’s just the same With the murder killer brain Why you choking off my fame? I’m just sipping on the juice I can feel it like the boof Head is soaking, now I’m choking On the words that I choose Psychopathic in this bitch I am leaning of the shits High as fuck I’m ‘bout to dip Fo the Devil tell me this Hell bound, never safe and sound Freddie put you in the ground Making moves with the frown I’m the king, I’m the Devil I’m just playing heavy metal In the church, I will lurk Watch ‘em fall the fu- Kill, I will steal I’m about to come reveal What I do, what I do I’m about to murder you It’s okay, not today Can you please just go away In the bay, I will stay With your body you will lay I dont care Im leaving town Body parts everywhere

Shackle down, I would never pay for a pound This hooker in the gown, I will beat her to the ground Boot- boot to the head, then I shoot, now youre dead Sucka dont want smoke, hold on let me take a toke Why you boast? Now you lookin like a damn ghost To the most Walk up to the show and Im the host Yous a foolie I got the bang, hit you with the toolie Now you snoozing Killin all these bitches cause they losing Get- get it Two-step I just want the boof pack Oh, you think you know Jack? Come on, run your knapsack Blessin all these bitches You think I am a fool Freddie is a killer, now you dont know what to do Fre- Freddie sittin there with the crown He gon be the king of all the putrid underground Where you gonna be when I am countin all my rounds? All these little rappers tryna act up, you a clown Fre- Freddie sittin there with the crown He gon be the king of all the putrid underground Where you gonna be when I am countin all my rounds? All these little rappers tryna act up, you a clown

Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck.... Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck.... Killer wit a fucking deal Cook you like a fucking meal DOOMSHOP killas on the block Fuck the motherfucking cops Aiming at your wig, with a 44 Glock Keep it low and chop the top Drowning like a fuckin rock Hear me creeping underground Leave your stupid bitches downed Dumb ass hoe, waste of space Find your body in a lake Pay the toll, bodies cold Dont you think its getting old Devil shit is all I do I will end your life so soon Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck.... Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck.... Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck.... Kickin in your door now tell me where the fuck yo safe at Glock up to your mouth now motherfucker you can taste that Plastic nine will blow yo mind and put a stop into your time Running through the dark and Ill be plotting up another crime Welcome to the battlefield where chaos is all that we know Severed ligaments and watch the bodies hit the fucking flo Aint it so beautiful how the blood hits the fuckin snow Devil shit is what I do cuz devil shit is all I know Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz we was fucking with some kids Mad as fuck though cuz Mad as fuck though cuz

I go until the end I killin all your friends Bust it at they fuckin door I keep that shit up on the low Freddie murder bitches in the middle of the street Point it at them and they geek Pull the trigger, I’m a freak I’m the real deal, packing steel Call me fuckin Holyfield When my power gonna bust, bullet turn you into dust Rest in peace you little bitch Come on dare me, make me rich Filled wit hatred in my soul, grippin on the .44 Let it pop Ill let you drop You know Freddie fuck a opp DOOM is the clique, yall bitches aint shit Just a corpse, got to go Try to match up with my flow Murder goes in the show Single shot, slit your throat Ooh bang, 289, til ya fuckin mine Rollin slow with the .44, aimin at your dome Me and Zye, gonna let you die, do ya fuckin mind Sipping mud, do the coke Motherfucker do the most Ooh bang, 289, do ya fuckin mind? Rollin slow with the .44, aimin at your dome Me and Zye, gonna let you die, til your fuckin mind Sipping mud, do the coke Motherfucker do the most

Fr- Fr- Freddies got you next bitch Got- Gotchya gotchya hanging from your neck bitch You know- You know that Freddie never ever switch Got it swing- got- got it swinging from my necklace Freddie’s got you next bitch Got- Gotchya gotchya hanging from your neck bitch You know- You know that Freddie never ever switch Got it swing- got- got it swinging from my necklace Rolling- rolling round the block Im getting ready just to pop a ’fucka Use a choppa, flip the baka Aimin out the helicopter Drop this fucker Aint about it spittin on your dead ol body Call the stacks I aint so nice I think its time to roll the dice Aint so lucky today Gonna watch your body decay I’m just sticking to my word Freddie is never unheard bird Flying in the sky all day One step, one step Two step, three step Four step Walking through the blood I’m getting stuck like its the mud, yep Now I gotta mop, then I rock Out the fucking function See me sneaking, creep, I’m a freak Imma kill yo bi- Watch your fucking mouth You better watch your fucking tone Staying all alone, Freddie staying in your home Bash your stealing dome, crack your skull and then You foam from your mouth Then you see the Freddie running through the stout Fr- Fr- Fr- Freddies got you next bitch Got- Gotchya gotchya hanging from your neck bitch You know- You know that Freddie never ever switch Got it swing- got- got it swinging from my necklace Fr- Fr- Freddies got you next bitch Got- Gotchya gotchya hanging from your neck bitch You know- You know that Freddie never ever switch Got it swing- got- got it swinging from my necklace

Hey yo Freddie Freddie over here What the fuck? Yo Freddie Is that Ryan C? Yo whats good man? Yo whats good, you happy to be here? You happy to be here? Yeah yeah Im happy to be here fuck yeah Moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking fool Moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking- Man I just landed, I cannot believe Im here Hit the corner store, I need some smokes I need some beer Its so- its so damn hot I think I need a fucking Glock Where I get my Glocks? My brother took it from a cop Now I can go on a little shopping spree I flash the barrel then you give me everything you need I want your wallet, want your watch Maybe Ill just take your shoes Oh shit, oh the 14s? Man, you the fucking dude Gonna make , now you sit and watch Time is ticking when you gonna see me on your block These bitches actin mental when they come up to my shows Now watch my gun go when you dropping to the floor Drop it hot, you drop it cold You are six feet under, drop it low You mustve known that Freddies in your home Im all across the globe, but Im here to let it go Moving to-moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking fool Moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking fool Moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking fool Moving to America, I got my bags packed Whats in your bag, Freddie Dredd? I need that Is that what I think it is? Yeah bitch, what it do? I know you want this but you cant, yous a fucking fool

These words I speak you just cant handle Ignorant but still dismantle-any competition in my way they step in, they get handled Buck as fuck just like Im rambo-blade grip between my teeth Blood drippin from my face In the jungles where I sleep Everyday is like a fight They carve a piece but still use violence Motherfuck a blue and white, since a kid that was my mindset These images that flash in front of me of this society they show me that the world is fucked but I wont let it control me I think for myself and I do it how I wanna do I aint ridin on no wave this is what I was born to do True-to the game Keep it real and let my nuts hang Aint fakin on this phonk Droppin knowledge here to reclaim-reality is all that I can see and what I see is weak Just be be your-fuckin-self and do ya thing and try to be unique Everythings a gamble So you got to take a chance Got one life to live so now Im here to make my stance Everythings a gamble Every-everythings a gamble In this life that I live Every-everythings a gamble Everythings a gamble Every-everythings a gamble Goin crazy like rambo Every-everythings a gamble Kill yo self, no one help Watch yo body fuckin melt Demons take over ya mind Take yo soul, it is mine What the fuck you think Im lyin? Satan sent me, feel my wrath Its a homicidal path Murderous things, leave a stain, cut yo throat and watch it drain Horror shit, cut a bitch Ask me what the fuck it is Why I do the shit I do? Satan always tells me to Population instigating to my motha fuckin purpose Fuck them motha fuckin locos Its the See me in yo town In yo dreams Fuckin memes Keep it steady with my knife as the Freddie takes yo life Posted in the DOOMSHOP, where the killers keep the room locked Slaughter bodies everywhere, its okay to stop and stare See my face you lookin scared, shackled in my fuckin lair Save your bitch ass for tomorrow Things I love the sound of horror Scream out loud, do it now Too bad all your lights went out Everythings a gamble Every-everythings a gamble In this life that I live Every-everythings a gamble Everythings a gamble Every-everythings a gamble Goin crazy like rambo Every-everythings a gamble

A caballo vamos pal monte A caballo vamos pal monte A caballo vamos pal mon- I been waitin for this shit Freddie comin up your bitch Im a bumpin mothafucka with the shit who undercover See me once Ill kill you beat the price Ill fill you with the Gat, take a stack Learn a lesson, never lack Yous a nobody but you wanna hang with Double-D Trappin in the damn streets You think you harder, deal with me I been sayin this forever, why you think Im changin up? I been doing all this dirt while all these bitches wanna run I think you should go and quit all of those stupid drugs you do And maybe save a little money on the gold, you actin funny You can go ahead and steal my sound until your body reach the ground And everything you do will be a joke, go and fuckin choke I aint lettin bitches rip me off no mo You got your own brain, better start to use it hoe I aint lettin bitches rip me off no mo You got your own brain, better start to use it hoe I aint lettin bitches rip me off no mo You got your own brain, better start to use it hoe I aint lettin bitches rip me off no mo You got your own brain, better start to use it hoe

Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin forty-five, bitch What the hell you smokin on, you actin like a bitch? Freddie Dredd is runnin up on you with double clips I dont even need to look, I close my damn eyes What the fuck Im shootin at? Oh, its the blue sky Imma aim it anyways, fuck if ya die No bitch, why are you assumin I am high? I am not high, bitch, Im a bad guy Let me go to work, bitch, tie my damn tie Imma step all over the dead Smoke the pack just not to give a fuck what you said Flying coast to coast, I give a fuck bout the bread Dont step too close to the fuckin Fred Im too buck, Im too strapped up Bitches wanna fuck but can I spare another nut? All these hoes, these bitches wanna know Hey man, Freddie, where did you get ya flow? Im too buck, Im too strapped up I-Im too buck, Im too strapped up Im too buck, Im too strapped up I-Im too buck, Im too strapped up Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin forty-five, bitch Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin Doomshop, mothafucka Blow your brains out wit a fuckin forty-five, bitch Forty-five, bitch, fuckin forty-five, bitch

You know who to call, Freddie mayne kill em all In the motha’ fucking mall you best play itll all be gone 289, what I sign Keep that choppa on my side Send that coke up in my lungs Bitch this ain’t just all for fun Bitch you want some mo? Bitch, what is wrong? Bitch you all alone, until killa hit my phone Knockin all these bitches, what the fuck is all this shit? Playa tried to copy me And they will get the stick Woah hoe Kill yo self in mothafuckin slow-mo Got to go Ima make you hit the fuckin flow though Breakin all your bones Make you fuckin’ moan Pain all night and day will keep the demons all away Ima’ break yo neck, Ima’ break yo chest, Ima break yo teeth, and you know whats underneath Ima’ break ya head, almost fuckin dead Breakin all yo shit Why you shakin like a bitch? Ima break yo neck, Ima break yo chest, Ima break yo teeth, and you know whats underneath Ima break ya head, almost fuckin dead Breakin all yo shit Why you shakin like a bitch? Ima break yo neck, Ima break yo chest, Ima break yo teeth, and you know whats underneath Ima break ya head, almost fuckin dead Breakin all yo shit Why you shakin like a bitch?

Sacrificing bitches in the middle of the street Leaving your body bleeding like you were a piece of meat Raw body skin on the fuckin pavement Caved in skull with your brain on the wall Freddie gunna kill ya with tha pistol he be packin Freddie is a killa no he never ever lackin What the fuck you thinkin bitch Ill put you in the dirt Watch the blood squirt from ya neck ya fuckin hurt Smoking on the dope while I hang you from a rope Thinking bout the past As you take your final breath Look into my eyes It is dark and I am wise Fucking with a killa Gunna make you fuckin cry Deep so deep in the motha fucking forest Lookin like some mulch I dont think no one will notice

Thank you, thank you F R E - double-D - I E, I am flyin like a bee Bout to hang you from a tree Its 1984, killin bitches for the low Oh shit I just nicked some dope Gonna smoke it like a ghost Oh baby, oh no, listen to my flow go Everybody want mo Sniffin on some snow though Cold like the tundra Im tryna keep up unda Murkin all these cunts Smokin on a blunt Listenin to my junk Aint this so damn fun? Sucka better run Unless he want to be gunned In the sun, with a mothafuckin gun Bullets weigh a fuckin ton See me you will feel the stun No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? Nothin but the laughing of the fucking thought of death, bitch No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? This your final breath, aint no mothafuckin test bitch No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? Nothin but the laughing of the fucking thought of death, bitch No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? This your final breath, aint no mothafuckin test bitch No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? Nothin but the laughing of the fucking thought of death, bitch No bitch, no bitch, what the fuck you know bitch? This your final breath, aint no mothafuckin test bitch

Never seen again, didn’t even make it Oh well, bitch I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement Never seen again, didn’t even make it Oh well, bitch I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement Bout to sip a day Can you foolies get away? I’m a baller, yes a baller I’m the one your bitch is callin’ Got that coke up in my lungs I aint trippin’, having fun Watch out for my fuckin gun Ima smoke you like a blunt Rollin slow With a foe Point it at your head Now you’re dead Time to go to bed Waste my fucking lead I’m just doin’ all these drugs Tryna keep up with the thugs Big boys turn to light Now you have to say goodnight Laughin’ to the bank All my weed be hella dank Hahaha Hahaha Now I’m gonna shoot em all Watch them fall Watch them fall In the middle of the mall Blood is coming from their eyes I know it is their demise What the fuck you thinkin? I’m creepin in the street Light you with the beam Starting at your fuckin’ feet Skin pullin’ off You think I give a fuck Get so buck I’m never ever shook Never seen again, didn’t even make it Oh well, bitch I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement Never seen again, didn’t even make it Oh well, bitch I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement I got a- I got a shovel in my basement

This that posse shit Im on the move The real funky groove The past is the place I can not ever erase Dancin in the dark you gotta tight grip on my heart Bleedin from my chest I think I can get some rest Always on my mind till I found out that youre not mine Yellow thoughts are turning black Wishin that I could go back Hop up out a planet that dont even got a name yet Feelin wavy off a bean Kickin with my damn team Ana on my mind be taking over all this signs Hold me back until its done Ill take you right up to the sun I cant go back I fucked up all of that I tried to be the best I could I let the demons overlook Im just a devilboy tryna keep my mind straight Im gonna be the perfect person to eliminate Im toxic bitch Dont you think that I am shit? Freddie got the blues Seeing all these easy clues I will get over all these things I feel inside I got a special place for you up in my mind The real me is a demon in a dream Walkin up into the sky Wishin that I could go fly Ill grab the moon And bring it down for you Smokin in the set Till we forget all of that All this yellow love Feelin like I floatin up Missin all that things you do Yellow love is 1+2 Ill grab the moon And bring it down for you Smokin in the set Till we forget all of that All this yellow love Feelin like I floatin up Missin all that things you do Yellow love is 1+

Genshin, go back to hell! Fuck what you heard, Freddie bout to kill your bitch You would snitch, claim yo bitch Find your body in the ditch Creeping in your fucking head, I can see what you just said Better watch your fucking mouth before the Dredd come take you out Red dot, fiendin for another fucking kill Pop a pill and lose a bill All I need is fucking skill Phonk in my head, then I pump, then youre dead If you try to run, itd be way too fun With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last Never see me coming, I stay loaded runnin gunnin Freddie Dredd, I keep staying low Talk some shit you want some more I keep packin shit, you lackin bitch Youll never ask for me Come up in the fuckin scene, afraid of all the fear you see Know my clique, take this shit, sprayin no delaying bitch Fuck a motherfucker who would ask me who my brother is All you motherfuckers better watch your fucking step Step in death eternally, what the fuck you seekin me? With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last With the murders that I do, this motherfucker noticed you Im gonna blast ya ass, now hit the gas dont turn it back youre fucking last

You just stickin on me with the goop, creepin’, creepin In the cut and you know it is what I do I could light them with the horror, I think I can feel the marrow Im killing every day, call me Roronoa Zoro I’m high just like a sparrow, Im shooting very narrow My focus is right on, feel the heat its from the barrel Dont walk next to him, it aint real my friend Geekin out, lookin like a fuckin fool, my man Ya chicken out, end up in the fuckin’ pool again All the blood pour out, like a water can Set it off, can you move? Bonjour bonjour je suis comment allez-vous ? I don’t give a fuck about you, yous a fool I would kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped Project sockin’, till knocked youll get the pop I dont give a fuck about you, you’s a fool I would kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped Project sockin, till you knocked youll get the pop Freddie takin off, hit the gear, take it back Bitch you know I like it fat, put that booty on my lap Im a stupid motherfucker, aint the coolest in the world But the Freddie ‘bout to kill you, bruisin it, bitch you loosin it Keepin all these bitches on file Bitch you are so nasty, you are motherfucking vile Ive never seen the movie that is called 8 Mile I will kill a bitch named Kim, in a while Whatchu mean, you dont know, hear my name, close the door You are fucking with the six, 289, in the pits, shoot it up Bitch you are a motherfucking waste, a disgrace Dont you ever show your fucking face Weed, speed, dope, can you cope, with no hope It aint cold, its pure imagination Yous a fuckin bitch now, come and test my clique You aint fucking shit, its your imagination Weed, speed, dope, can you cope, with no hope It aint cold, its pure imagination Yous a fuckin bitch now, come and test my clique You aint fucking shit, its your imagination I dont give a fuck about you, yous a fool I would kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu U-u-u-beats, snorting coke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped Project sockin, till you knocked youll get the pop I dont give a fuck about you, yous a fool I would kill you with a minute or two, I gotchu Lucid beats, snorting coke and smoking pot, get so high you might get popped Project sockin, till you knocked youll get the pop

Gaspare, what the hell you doin? I just had to do em on my own shit I just had to do her on some cold shit I just got these bitches in my cold crib Know you see me lookin like a ghost, bitch Ayy, like a ghost, bitch I just seen em lookin when I rode in Ayy, on some ho shit I just hit it once and then a ho dipped Young Jack in a bad ho I been in the cut, lookin spooky in a black coat And she fuckin with my tats though I dont know her name but I just know Im finna clap though, ayy Look, dont know her Im just finna glow, October Ayy, dont know her Boy, Im finna glow, October Look, and I been gettin bands, no Green Day I been fuckin geeked off a bean for a week straight Gasp, 93, hit a team play Catch me in a graveyard, posted where the fiends stay, look Ayy, and Im up in her guts, no dessert, uh Got these bitches jumpin out they T-shirt And I just got a chain for my bro And Im finna get my own, but my brothers gotta eat first Look, and I dont text hoes Im just in their mouth like strep throat And I dont even really wanna feel it Shinigami told me, Kill em, I said, Let me grab my death note Ayy, dont know her Boy, Im finna glow, October Look, dont know her Boy, Im finna glow, October What the hell you smokin on? You actin like a bitch Freddie Dredd is runnin up on you with double clips I dont even need to look, Ill close my damn eyes What the fuck Im shootin at? Oh, its the blue sky Ima aim it anyway, fuck if you die No bitch, what, are you assuming I am high? I am not high, bitch, Im a bad guy Let me go to work, bitch, tie my damn tie Ima step all over the dead Smoke a pack, about to give a fuck what you said Flyin coast to coast to give a fuck with the bread Dont step too close to the fucking Fred Im too buck, Im too strapped up Bitches wanna fuck, I cannot spare another nut All these hoes, these bitches wanna know Hey man, Freddie, where did you get your flow?

Lets do it Im blowing up the whole damn night You motherfucking pussy bitch Ill have you hanging from a bridge I doubled up my fucking lean aiming with my fucking beam I kill at will Ive fucking seen it And you know I aint be dreaming Boom! Ya Bitch You think you bout this shit As I creep up in your mind I think you bout to be in line With the devils place, I know How to torture all these hoes Hit the floor Here we go And about to fucking blow Its not fair what I do I just had some déjà vu Bring me back to the time When I felt so damn alive When I didnt have to strive Flying through the damn sky Dont you dare ever swear I am fucking everywhere Boom! Ya bitch ya ya ya bitch As I creep up in your mind I think you bout to be in line Boom! Ya bitch You think you bout this shit As I creep up in your mind I think you bout to be in line Boom! Ya bitch ya, ya, ya bitch As I creep up in your mind I think you bout to be in line Boom! Ya bitch You think you bout this shit As I creep up in your mind I think you bout to be in line

Whered you get the tool? I just got it from the store It was $3.75 now you saw it, now you die Please dont hurt me, I dont care Now say goodbye Start to count your fuckin blessings Now your souls in the sky I like brain, Im insane And Im here to take your reign Im the king, Freddie sing Watch your body slowly swing Wore a ring just because, and Im fucking with the Bloods You a dud, aint my bud Blood flowing like a flood Two-tone, hollow tips Im the devil, yous a bitch Tell me you aint with the shits Freddie threw a fucking fit When I tie you up you acting silly you insane Beggin, pleadin for your life I cannot hear what you are saying Crying way too god damn much You are such a fucking lame Talking all that stupid shit Until that Freddies in your lane Look at my shiny hammer I think Imma name it slammer Bash into your head Now you dead Time to go to bed Whered you get the tool? I just got it from the store It was $3.75 now you saw it, now you die Please dont hurt me, I dont care Now say goodbye Start to count your fuckin blessings Now your souls in the sky Whered you get the tool? I just got it from the store It was $3.75 now you saw it, now you die Please dont hurt me, I dont care Now say goodbye Start to count your fuckin blessings Now your souls in the sky

Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Who are you? Who the fuck are you? I dont give a fuck about no motherfucking foos Bitch you know I got things to do But there aint no motherfucker tryna fuck with my crew Back up bitch, get the fuck off my dick I aint done yet, better set up the set Fuckin with the toolie, gonna make you fuckin die bitch Blow your brains out with a fucking .45, bitch Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up Now that nigga fucked up

With my- with my- with my gang, lil nig Im gettin big Everyday your bitch gettin laid Better run before I shoot you in the face Its movie gang bitch I feel like Billy James With my gang, lil nig Im gettin big Everyday your bitch gettin laid Better run before I shoot you in the face Its movie gang bitch I feel like Billy James Keep it close Im a ghost, I want to kill you the most Evil running through my head, all I want is to be dead All myself, no one else Always creeping by myself I dont need no bitch, no cis to tell me where to go Always cold Better go, bundled in the fucking snow Dig deep, deep and your bodys almost deeper I am just a creeper with some hope Ill get a feature On the news, bodies bruised, no one will know what to do Bitch made motherfucker Bitch made motherfucker Bitch made motherfucker Find you in the bitch made Bitch made motherfucker Bitch made motherfucker Bitch made motherfucker Find you in the dirt With my gang, lil nig Im gettin big Everyday your bitch gettin laid Better run before I shoot you in the face Its movie gang bitch I feel like Billy James With my gang, lil nig Im gettin big Everyday your bitch gettin laid Better run before I shoot you in the face Its movie gang bitch I feel like Billy James

Listen here motherfucker, its Freddie fuckin Dredd, once again And Im aboutta tell you another little story Wakin up I hear he got a gun Run it up, lets have some fucking fun Then we find your body in the sun All you rappers pussy, yall my son I got no thoughts up in my head, I just go dumb I got my big green dollars from your mum I handle situations, I am on the hunt I am so violent like Attila the Hun I brought my baseball bat Got the nice green hat Doomshop on the front Yo bitch is a gun I just like it when she screams Only when she begs and pleads Ima satisfy her needs Cut her throat and make her bleed You better do the deed You better follow lead Because the Freddie does it right and then hes off to sea Right on the right track, dope, then I kick back Woah, I took that shit on the low Come again, I can not hear you man Can you please speak up before I get too buck Come again, I can not hear you man Can you please speak up before I get too buck Come again, I can not hear you man Can you please speak up before I get too buck Come again, I can not hear you man Can you please speak up before I get too buck I brought my baseball bat Got the nice green hat Doomshop on the front Yo bitch is a gu- I brought my baseball bat Got the nice green hat Doomshop on the front Yo bitch is a gun

Movin here, movin there Im just movin everywhere Movin with the beat, I just feel so damn elite I am creepin in your set, I will kill you in your bed Blood up on my fucking head, I am counting up the led Who is next? Come and guess Its the playa after this Hit the list, its the kiss That the faggot mama miss, bitch Place the barrel in your mouth You taste the death? Your final breath Now let me go and check the cheque Now I am flying in a jet Bitch you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Place the barrel in your mouth You taste the death? Your final breath Now let me go and check the cheque Now I am flying in a jet Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got-got to go I got to run, I got to move Bitch, you know I got to go I got to run, I got to move

Eu viajei o mundo todo Olha, puta que pariu Primeiro eu passei na 13 Que é o baile do Brasil Eu fui lá pro Jacaré Que é o baile de Paris Fui parar lá na Colômbia Que é no complexo do Li- Two mo hoes, bitches cold Look I’m on a roll, .22 magnum water hole Aim it close, its on your nose It aint even loaded, I just like to see you scared I’m the one to come up to your house and raise your body hair What you want from me? The double D, Ill cut you once then let you sleep Get so high Im bout to peak, damn you love it little freak Scopin in the night, I can barely see a thing, and I trust my gut to let it buckle Shit, I killed the king In the spring I will bury you Sing this song, Ill carry you To your grave; no one can save the softest soul, now its so grave People cant remember what you even look like You’ve been gone, gone for way too long Deep inside your neighbors’ lawn Cold case, what a waste Cmon Freddie have some taste Never, bitch, I do my thing I just wanna see you hang Runnin’ outta anger, I just got to get my fix Think Im nice? Well what a twist Then I go off in the mist Eu viajei o mundo todo Olha, puta que pariu Primeiro eu passei na 13 Que é o baile do Brasil Eu fui lá pro Jacaré Que é o baile de Paris Fui parar lá na Colômbia Que é no complexo do Lins

I hear you crying like an angel in my motherfucking chamber Its a shame I get all this fucking pleasure from your pain Its like that or all evil I am doing what im told By the voices in my head screaming all this fucking dread Dont kill yourself now because I want you for later Dont you reach a fucking gun. Dont consent the rich favor Bitch you know I got that Glock tone your fucking knock Dont move bitch or youre gonna fucking get shot Slice n dice somebody nice, you were just a sacrifice To the devil reach the level of your insanity Watch again then you will see, from the deeper side of me Demons will be part of this, its the pact and just the griff If youre born, then youre dead, living life is in your head This will just fill with Dredd, put the Glock up to your head No one has to know when your soul will roam The depths of hell. I am sharp as a motherfucking nail Going through your fucking head, two seconds and youre dead What I just said, poisoned you exe-fucking-lent Use my own blood just to sacrifice, very nice All this fucking evil in my mind. Straight homicide Bitch boy you cant hide From the evil thats inside Eat that fucking 45 Everyone is bout to die

Jay Purp on the beat nigga Freddie comin heavy with the big ting Better cock it back and let it bang and hear the ring Gonna knock you out and put you in a little ditch Dead hoe in the trunk, ride real slow Bitch hoe lookin motherfucker piece of shit Aint no testing Freddie Dredd Im gonna stab a bitch Do not stand in my way or you gonna die today You aint a threat, you a pussy put down the fuckin gat Imma let it bust down at your fucking feet Gonna watch your dumb ass run across the street Lookin scared, I can tell it in your fucking eyes You a young motherfucker bout to meet demise I dont wanna get it wrong, I gotta get it going Gonna cock it back and let you watch the fuckin motion Sippin syrup make me feel like I been sippin potion Leanin heavy theres no way that I could be so steady Aint no affiliation with these little dirty hoes Imma smack a motherfucker if he violatin Re-rockin in the bulla you know how it goes Yvncc a lil pharmacist, boy I got them patients But I aint got no patience, muhfucka I aint waiting This shit is right in front of me, its mine for the takin These fuckas underestimating and you bustas hatin And I can tell from looking at yo face that you be faking Waitin for my package with a Gat in my hand I got a twelfth to work, I boot that shit right out the back I do what the fuck I want and you do what you can Boy Im on a muffin mission come and get your pack Yvncc and Freddie hoppin out the fuckin Chevy Got the yappa in my leftie and you know we totin it heavy We gon crack a muhfucka boy, tell me is you ready Its a busted piñata and you can see the confetti I aint fuckin with you buddy I aint ever did How the fuck you with a trap but you aint sellin shit? None of you rappers gonna make it and thats evident We break in and take it, make you fuckers irrelevant When it come to gettin revenge Im a veteran Fuck around and you get turnt to a skeleton You aint know how to handle this shit its delicate I send the pack of crack flying like a pelican We get it crackin, no lackin, you know lil Birdo packin Them buds are lookin at me funny Imma get the clap in Smack a lil mothafucka with the damn backhand Hit him right up in his shit, now that boy a flaggin Robbed that lil mothafucka so fast, he aint know what happened And now he cryin on the floor like a lil baby Better realize, I wont let it slide Imma hold you lil mothafuckas accountable for your cappin

Doomshop, motherfucka O-Okay baby, please dont tell me what to do Im gonna keep up all my shit, you know the Freddie never lose Got the hoes in the back Matter of fact, I keep a gat I just say it every song I see you when you alone Its a callout to the bitch talking all that silly shit Im a boss mane, chicken things Why you acting crazy, mane? Ooh, I got it in my backpack now Look inside the pocket and you acting all astound Freddie, how you get this, I just cant believe my eyes What the fuck Im looking at now? Where the fuck my knife? That thing use perception, got to put this shit together Fuck that old man, fuck that weather Step up to the plate You know the Freddie stole your money What a bummer, Im a big old stunna Flexing on these bitches, what the fuck you talking bout? Big dog shit, rocking Burberry, bitch Step up to the plate You know the Freddie stole your money What a bummer, Im a big old stunna Flexing on these bitches, what the fuck you talking bout? Big dog shit, rocking Burberry, bitch

Genshi, go back to hell Imma keep it loaded with no fucking safety Running from the bullet, theres no way to save me From the fucking demons that be crawling out Never have I asked for help, I can always save myself I can take you away from reality With the phonk in the trunk Everybody cut in chunks I am sorry I think a certain way I can not be certain that you body will be okay As I creep through the street with killa DOOMSET fleet Fuck with us, you cannot see where you bout to end up G Watch your step, watch it close, or your blood will overflow Packin heat, take a seat, feel the wind up from my cleat Murder thoughts Ill kill a motherfucker right now Busta tryin to act up looking like a fucking clown Never have I thought about keeping the peace With the piece to your mind, Ill let the bullet decide Where youre gonna go, let the bodies hit the floor What the fuck you say to me? I keep packin on the low Accel your mind with mothafucking bullet time Aint no livin life, you on a death line As I creep through the street with killa DOOMSET fleet Fuck with us, you cannot see where you bout to end up G Watch your step, watch it close, or your blood will overflow Packin heat, take a seat, feel the wind up from my cleat

Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean? Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean? Coolin with the busta Right before I end this life Wit the mothafuckin knife Take that shit and say, Goodbye To the mothafuckin world Gonna make you fuckin hurl Take yo mothafuckin girl Kill that bitch and take her pearl I dont give a fuck what you mothafuckin think Pop a pill and take a drink Bout to drown you in the sink Im a mothafuckin killer Creeping on the fucking pill up Better watch your fuckin head, bout to end up fuckin dead Its cold up here, at the mothafuckin pier Whisper in your fuckin ear, turn the mothafuckin gear Yous a puppet, aint gon love it Im a fuckin puppeteer Gonna make you disappear, no ones gonna overhear Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean? Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean? Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean? Bitch you dead, GO 2 BED Bout to taste the fuckin lead Bout to make a fuckin scene What the fuck you think I mean?

Come on baby lets go get another fucking stain Gonna beat them with the chain Feeling good up in the rain Whats a therapy? Ill be killing bitches til the end of me Choking on your words, tell you when its gonna hurt Ima break your heart Freddie gonna make you fucking split apart Menace on the run, you better watch my fucking gun Smoking doobies, I get so high, I feel like Im in movies Bullet time, heartbeat is slower than a bitch in line Kill- kill some more, Ima get all these hoes No time for bitches, I will get you on the low You- yous a- yous a goofy, I aint talking bout the movie Kill you with the toolie, bitches better get to moving Big Cliff, Im the red dog, blunt smoke look like fog Im with your girl at the park, and she want to see my login To my insta, your bitch sent me a picture Leave that bitch on read, Id rather hit your sister Its your boy Cliff, no big, but my dick is Its your boy Cliff, we aint tight boy, but your bitch is Wear his Thrasher, bet I smashed her Race my coup, I bet Im faster When Im with your girl though Yea, she gets first and Ill come after I cant stop I need some more, I see the police at my door Man all these fiends just need to sco The backpack on me, drugs store

Rollin heavy with the pistol Never lackin lead Bullet through your fuckin head Evil will need to be fed If you try to hide No you wont, No you wont The evil is inside Of my mothafuckin mind Killing is so easy when you packin all these tools If you try to play me, Ima play you like a fool Freddie is a killa You aint got a clue Freddie bout to drown you in the mothafuckin pool If you try to win the devil make you loose He has control over every single move Dick so deep and your bodys even deeper Where were you when I need a feature Creepin in the mothafuckin dark Creepin and I wont go far Creepin in the mothafuckin dark Creepin and I wont go far Creepin in the mothafuckin dark Creepin and I wont go far Creepin in the mothafuckin dark Creepin and I wont go far

Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Wake up, I get it slowly on a monday morning Still dark, I can see the cloud the rain is pouring No worries from a man like me Keep the gat close eyes looking back and forth back and forth Double in the jungle Freddie poppin its a rumble Why the fuck you mumble broken jaw I keep it humble Watch your life crumble its a joke Think you are my friend? I hope you fucking choke, fucking choke Catch thirty three hear it in my darkest dreams Shuggah coming with the jug, Freddie gonna fuck it up Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas

Yo Man Freddie Dredd Shit! Im in the motherfucking tropic, bitch! Doom Shop, bitch! Yuh, ok Met this hoe Said she overdosed about a month ago I dont know Think about her body, laying on the floor What a waste Freddie couldve killed that bitch without a trace On the next one Freddie gonna let the bitch run Fucking with this suicide These bitches know where I reside Dredd is what they worship All the killing is immersive I dont need business from you bitches I just do it on my own You gon cross the wrong path And Freddie gonna let you know All you players tryna play Imma wash your life away Dont you think today the day That the Freddie walk away Pussy want it He really, really want it Well shoot him in his face so he wont wake up in the morning W-w-wake up in the morning Met this hoe Said she overdosed about a month ago I dont know Think about her body, laying on the floor What a waste! Freddie couldve killed that bitch without a trace On the next one Freddie gonna let the bitch run Met this hoe Said she overdosed about a month ago I dont know Think about her body, laying on the floor What a waste! Freddie couldve killed that bitch without a trace On the next one Freddie gonna let the bitch run

Hello sir, what is your number? And under whose name is this telephone listed? At the tone daylight time will be 2:56 and 50 seconds All you doubtin me What the fuck can you not see? Freddie comin’ out the kut and now you dead I guess thats luck You better back the fuck up Bout to get some fuckin buck Shootin bitches with the clip Aimin’ at yo fuckin shit Its a motherfuckin spree Try to run you cannot leave Bullets fly past your head Only thought that you are dead Open fire simple day To the easy access fame Everyone will know my name Playin all these fuckin games Aimin down the fuckin sight Hear the sound and see the light People hidin’ so I might Creep up on ’em late at night Barrel in yo fuckin face Take yo time it ain’t no race All the power that I own Love to hear you scream and moan You better dial my tone if you Need-a-Hit Bitch or I will never notice it Got a backpack on Better leave your phone No trace bastard Imma keep you home You better dial my tone Better dial my tone Better dial my tone If you Need-a-Hit Hit, hit, hit Bitch or I will never notice it You better dial my tone Better dial my tone Better dial my tone If you Need-a-Hit Hit, hit, hit Bitch or I will never notice it You better dial my tone Better dial my tone Better dial my tone If you Need-a-Hit Hit, hit, hit Bitch or I will never notice it

I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino Creepin in the cut Bitch you missed the fuckin free throw I dont give a fuck, what the fuck you mean, hoe Watch the blood, bitch you get the mothafuckin re-roll Simple cut, Ima get it all alone While these pussies hittin my phone, they aint fuckin with the tone Ima big shot, these mothafucking cats get off my big cock Got re-rock I snort it every day you fuckas stay away I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino Yous about to learn your fuckin lesson as I creep up in your room Youre about to count your fuckin blessins Its depression in your motherfuckin mind You better watch out from behind Because your life will stay decline And I aint bout to waste my time And you know Im about to buck, get so mothafuckin buck Bad luck, must suck But you better fuckin duck As Im comin for your life, you better know That Freddie Dredd aint fuckin wit some fuckin stupid hoe I be sla-I be sla-I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino I be slangin dope I be slangin dope I be slangin dope, wit my fuckin nino

, never loaded while I try to keep the peace Ima fuckin wildebeest, Ima eat you wit my feast Play some-play some metal, heavy metal Blood all in my mouth, taste it from the fuckin south Aint no tellin what Im bout Im freak-Im freakin out, cant you tell? While I hang you from a nail Crossed is the lost and Im killin with a clause Aint no-aint no clue, fuck you too Why you lookin like a fool? Henna on my chest, I think you are laid to rest Play some-play some metal, heavy metal, heavy metal Play some-play some metal, heavy metal, heavy metal Play some-play some metal, heavy metal, heavy metal Play some-play some metal, heavy metal, heavy metal Tossed the bitch right in the song The murder is evil, someones done Im creepin the phonk, the underground sound The creep, no, sticking around Give me the phone Ill call you right now Bust a shot up at ya head Freddie always make it dead Make ya take the fuckin lead Im gonna kill you, Im on a roll Thinkin bout aimin the .44 Bustin a shot at a dirty hoe I dont think anyone want no mo Just relaxin, Just relaxin I just killed ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty Just relaxin, Just relaxin I just killed ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty Just relaxin, Just relaxin I just killed ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty, ya bitch she nasty

Wow, woah watch my shotgun fuckin go While Im goin to the sto Bodies layin on the flo Cr-cr-crazy mane I overdose Sniffin on some fuckin coke Im about to overload Poppin tires Smokin roach I dont give a damn what the fuck you think you sayin Go away know ya place or I might just end ya day Dirt nap, aint that, all you hear is click clack Main-tain in the cut Smokin on a fat blunt Chillin with ya mans, take his life with my own hands Choke him slow, let it go Watch his body hit the flo Murder is the only thing I ever fuckin crave Put you in yo fuckin grave All you bustas gon behave Why do you need all the clout? Just a fake, in the lake where your body will decay Kill them slow Once they know, that the Freddie is so cold Slittin on yo throat Fuck me I just got to go Wow, woah watch my shotgun fuckin go While Im goin to the sto Bodies layin on the flo Wow, woah watch my shotgun fuckin go While Im goin to the sto Bodies layin on the flo Shotgun fuckin go, fuckin go go go go Shotgun fuckin go Shotgun fuckin go go go go go Wow, woah watch my shotgun fuckin go While Im goin to the sto Bodies layin on the flo Wow, woah watch my shotgun fuckin go While Im goin to the sto Bodies layin on the flo Shotgun fuckin go, fuckin go go go go Shotgun fuckin go Shotgun fuckin go go go go go

Ooh, yuh, okay First day of October, bitch I said Huh, Gundam on me, armor when I step through  Huh, bitches on my body, no Senketsu Hundreds on me blue, like them checks Stay the fuck up out my face, Im not even tryna text you Huh, you know I started this shit If Im on the beat its gettin bodied n shit You know Im cold with the flows like its autumn n shit And every month is October, goin off in this bitch Huh, I couldnt even get a text though Got the whole world singin Let me grab my Death Note Huh, its funny cause you lookin pressed though I just made a pop, click, boom like presto Im in the shit, boy Im grimy Octobers on, hit up Drake, he should sign me Huh, you know Im swift with the timing In the pumpkin patch chillin if you ever tryna find me Huh, Its gettin cold in this bitch Know she tryna fuck, I hit the woah on that bitch Huh, you see me glow in this bitch Saw my ex-girlfriend, man Im over that bitch Wait, huh, what the fuck You really dug me back then girl, sucks to suck, okay Huh, you really fucked me up But oh you give a fuck now, girl, sucks to suck Ok like 1, 2, 3, I think your girl love me Every time I do the voice she say pumpkins make her scream Ok, she gon eat this when we meet And she told me you a bitch, and I told her heres a piece Been through the fire and the flames, throwin fire on my name Black fit, lookin like Ghost Rider with the chains Huh, hold up wait a second, run it back man Ooh, damn this muhfuckas goin fast man Huh black jean, black mail, black suit Black hair, denim, mothafucker feel like Batman Huh, made me so depressed that I would wanna die Bought ya dads house ten times with my Spotify Boy you lookin nervous, know you got it right Feelin like Im Jack, on attack, but Im not alive Huh, Its gettin cold in this bitch Know she tryna fuck, I hit the woah on that bitch Huh, you see me glow in this bitch Saw my ex-girlfriend, man Im over that bitch Wait, huh, what the fuck You really dug me back then girl, sucks to suck, okay Huh, you really fucked me up But oh you give a fuck now, hoe, sucks to suck Bout to walk up in this bitch, I got my gloves on Take two punches to ya head, and now ya bitch is fuckin gone Lose my mind, now, walkin through the crowd, wow Who is next to Freddie, guess I seen the one, hes that shit Buckle up when knuckles up to Freddie, fuck it up Oh my god his hands are made of steel, you know this shit is so real Aint independent, we just made a big investment Who can clean this mess, it sucks, haha bitch you didnt duck I dont think that hes okay, you better go away Friends and family gonna let you know what I just did today Murder, hurter, god damn its so cold in the fall Spooky seasons almost done, better start to fuckin run

Take a step back bitch, why the fuck you close to me Bout to see the darkness, bout to make a fucking murder scene Shut the fuck up, bitch, better shut your fucking mouth Before I come in break in, come and take it, all the lights go out Fucking with the murder mane, you bustas wanna act so lame Step out my fucking lane, you think Im playing all these games Fuck out my way, I aint gonna fucking play Now I guess I have to say who Ill be robbing today I am so sick of these bitches talking shit Gonna killa wont to flip Then I take a fucking sip Of your motherfucking blood Im smoking on the fucking bud I feel so high, I feel my mind bout to motherfucking shine Hear my motherfucking name Gonna put your ass to shame Aint bout the fucking fame Murder is my fucking game bout to pull up on a bitch bout to kill a fucking snitch Leave you in a fucking ditch Take your money, keep me rich Dont even try All these bitches tryna hide Think Im bout to fucking fly Scope you from the fucking sky

Got to hit a blow, i get it Man in your, man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase with the tec, bullets coming to your fucking chest Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Got to hit a blow, I got the 44 Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase wit a tec, bullets coming through your fucking chest Wit a tech, bullets coming tthrough your fucking chest Gloom and death Doom the set Smoking a blunt as I watch the world burn My eyes turn to lies In my heart, I fear none No compassion, my actions are brutally done Engine, engine number six Its time for the apocalypse Draggin bodies in the fire, watch em as they start to crisp Wont be missed, sorry bitch I thought I told ya Our clique so thick and we be crushin like boulders Deep in the south, where the sun melts your brain I sit and wait, as I watch time fly away Its hard to focus, cant keep track of the days However, I still suffer with these memories of pain Lifes a game and I was born to lose , you better choose Dont get caught slipping cause the end is coming soon Hoe Got to hit a blow, i get it Man in your, man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase with the tec, bullets coming to your fucking chest Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Got to hit a blow, Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase wit a tec, bullets coming through your fucking chest Wit a tech, bullets coming through your fucking chest Doomshop, Sixset in this motherfucker bitch Fuck around with us, till you hear this motherfucker click Till your brain so insane, got to motherfuckin choose If you die, stay alive Motherfucker thats you, dont know the motherfuckin difference Thats just a body layin motherfuckin soulless Bitch, you a hoe bitch Bitch, you dont know this Bitch, you gonna die so motherfuckin lonely Enter my chamber, you will not return To family and friends and your insides will turn Well live in the dark, swim dark like a shark There is no remark, your bodys in parts Your soul will be mine, a wonderful find Can always trust me, to put you to sleep To put you in dirt, the darkness is here And suffocate now, I will never frown Ya bitch Got to hit a blow, i get it Man in your, man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase with the tec, bullets coming through your fucking chest Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Got to hit a blow, Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase wit a tec, bullets coming through your fucking chest Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Got to hit a blow, Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix Chase wit a tec, bullets coming through your fucking chest Man in your scary dreams comin with a crucifix

Keeping all this motherfucking evil to myself Cause it cant stay dark what the fuck is a heart Bitch you know I got to kill a fucking fool Understand what I gotta do Freddie bout to notice you Never fucking look into my eyes All you ever see is Special kind of motherfucker gonna die Take a step through a flip use a knife Bitch you done What the fuck was that I dont give no slack to a sucker who lack What the hell Im back and im gone Bitch you gonna be low Better run better go Aiming with the 44 Hit the flow There we go Its a mother fucking show Hanging from a motherfucking noose Killer on the motherfucking loose I dont wanna die in just no ordinary place Can you feel the fucking evil coming right up to your face

Aiming at the general you motherfuckers wanna know How I get so evil I just pray to satan then I go All you see is black he is screaming from the back Trunk phonk in my mind with the bodies on the fire Im just creeping in the fucking dark Never have I gone too far Think of all those times ive told your bitches All those fucking snitches Never fucking test me hoe Slit your throat I hear you choke Slip on blood oh its a mess Looking like a treasure chest Freddie Dredd is creeping through the motherfucking day With the blade in his hand I hope you will understand That he is controlled by evil By the devil himself But he knows, where to go when the weathers getting cold You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better watch ya fucking tone, boy Watch ya fucking tone You better

I just crashed and got some classic whiplash I take a look up out the window and I see this red flash Cannot believe all this shi-all this shit thats right in front of me I cant deceive all the-all the people listening to me breathe I fucking feat, for the hell I went through layin six feet deep Im done with heat, I just pull up smashin in all your teeth Ima violent piece of shit, you want some smoke? I got you, bitch Im rollin out I got no scripts but thats okay I got my fist Figured-figured that youre broke but Im gonna rob you anyway Get a nice pop, to the face, step out of my way Freddie is the masta and your pussy in my palms Ima mow you like a lawn, bitches suckin on my jawn Freddies classic, bang along as I scream up to the crowd What the fuck you want some mo? Ima give a killa encore Call me the conductor, Ima play you like some notes Fuck what you gotta know, Freddie bout to fuckin blow Beat you-beat you with a rock, so simple, no need for a Glock Break you with the stick, bleedin bitch come and fuck with this Murder is my specialty, I use anything Slit your throat, and make you choke, we can barely reign Beat you-beat you with a rock, so simple, no need for a Glock Break you with the stick, bleedin bitch come and fuck with this Murder is my specialty, I use anything Slit your throat, and make you choke, we can barely reign Beat you-beat you with a rock, so simple, no need for a Glock Break you with the stick, bleedin bitch come and fuck with this Murder is my specialty, I use anything Slit your throat, and make you choke, we can barely reign Beat you-beat you with a rock, so simple, no need for a Glock Break you with the stick, bleedin bitch come and fuck with this Murder is my specialty, I use anything Slit your throat, and make you choke, we can barely-

Always keep it loaded When im in the fuckin forest .44 on my hip Drive by in the fuckin lotus Im a demon spawn Creepin and what else can i say Youre about to lose your day And take your whole life away Never fuck with me F-R-E double D-I-E In the streets in your dreams I aint never come in peace Sippin on some blood up in the hood I bet you wished you never could Ill take you now just come on down Until you hear the darker sounds I just have a tight grip On ya motha fuckin neck Im about to take your breath away Just hold on to your chest And i got no heart, got no feelings Find you hanging from a ceiling Oh shit you better not Im about to bust my Glock Up in your head Thinking that you might be dead With your chest beating fast I dont think theres time to rest Better run better run Before I unleash my gun On a silly beach You fucking cunt Ill smoke you out just like a junt You know what i do Killing hoes is the youth Sitting in the fucking booth Tying up a fuckin noose You know what i do Killing hoes is the youth Sitting in the fucking booth Tying up a fuckin noose You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do Killing hoes is the youth Sitting in e fucking booth Tying up a fuckin noose You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do You know what i do Killing hoes is the youth Sitting in the fucking booth Tying up a fuckin noose

Undecided if you gonna die Undecided if you gonna fly Dont be shy you little bitch, ill put you in the fuckin ditch With your neck turned the other way, can I say Hold the fuck up, grab your neck and then you duck What the fuck is this? I will put you in the shits Smokein Backwoods all up on yo mammas grave While the devil tells me just to slit you with the blade Blood Flying everywhere, did you ever give a care Rolling up swisher blunts i dont even give a fuck Hold the Tec, thats a bet, mind is crazy in my head Murder sprees is all I do, kill you like a fucking fool

Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Bitch you better get ready Bitch you- bitch you better get ready Your big bitch is scared Shaking like you aint aware Big bitch scared, shaking like you aint aware Doomset what I rep, better represent the set Doomset what I rep, better represent the set Doomset what I rep, better rеpresent the sеt Killin suckas aint about the mothafuckin evil shit Doomset what I rep, better represent the set Killin suckas aint about the mothafuckin evil shit What did you just hear? I thought I was so damn clear When I said you are dead, do not make me turn to red Creepin in the fuckin mornin, as I wake I hear you moanin From the pain I put you in, oh think of what you couldve been Such a waste, I should have paced when I was cuttin you Bleedin out, I had no doubt as I hear you scream n shout Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Bitch you better get ready Bitch you- bitch you better get ready Creepin in the fuckin mornin, as I wake I hear you moanin From the pain I put you in, oh think of what you couldve been Such a waste, I should have paced when I was cuttin you Bleedin out, I had no doubt as I hear you scream n shout Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Bitch you better get ready Bitch you- bitch you better get ready Your big bitch is scared Shaking like you aint aware Big bitch scared, shaking like you aint aware Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Come back with the heat Bitch you better get ready

Causing havoc with the motherfucking automatic I have had it with these stupid motherfuckers, come and grab it I aint done, where you coming from? Better start to run, before bullets reach the gun Spray it, pray it, lot of fun Why are you so fucking greedy keeping evil from the needy Slit your throat and keep you bleeding All your fucking numbers needed Ima keeping slicing this Show my blade you start to piss Keep on laughing it could happen to you You motherfuckers gotta move Blade deep in your motherfuckin chest, cant breathe, cant see Then you fall to your knees, better pray to the Freddie Man Cause he killing on demand, devil worship bitches creeping in your fucking village Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc Causin havoc

Protect Positive Squad Bounce from the sound of my Glock Aiming at your top Gonna see your body flop Watch me cock it back Gonna have a heart attack Scary motherfucker named Fred, I am back Leave you with the pieces, chop it up in the kitchen Cooking up some dope, with the smoke, I aint tripping Not about the fame Now please just go away Ima ruin your day If you step into my lane Leave you with the pieces, chop it up in the kitchen Cooking up some dope, with the smoke, I ain’t tripping Not about the fame Now please just go away Ima ruin your day If you step into my lane Positive Squad Stay blessed Never stressed Mobbed up on the creep, see you bitches in the street Yous a parasite I see See you in your fucking dreams Ima beat you on the floor Now come and get some more Now Freddie in your home Now go and close the door Puffing THC and popping all this Ativan Make me feel like Im the man Ain’t no worry not a plan Ima keep on coasting it All I know is fuck a job, bitch You know that Ima rob Take a chance I might just fall Puffing THC and popping all this Ativan Make me feel like Im the man Aint no worry not a plan Ima keep on coasting it All I know is fuck a job bitch You know that Ima rob Take a chance I might just fall Leave you into pieces, chop it up in the kitchen Cooking up some dope, with the smoke, I aint tripping Not about the fame Now please just go away Ima ruin your day If you step into my lane Leave you into pieces, chop it up in the kitchen Cooking up some dope, with the smoke, I aint tripping Not about the fame Now please just go away Ima ruin your day If you step into my lane Damn, son, this must be a DJ Smokey exclusive (Smoked out, Loced out Riding with the pistol grip) Chiefing a quarter pound of pot In my lap with the Glock cocked Yo, Smoke Gang, represent (Smoked out, Loced out Riding with the pistol grip) Anna got me clicking I aint tripping cause Im on that snow

Hiding will not help you Evil secrets will prevail soon Darkness will take over End of line, your life will shine Have you ever heard of death? I know bitch, you are lying People see you crying Dark enough to see-you-dying Drownin in yo-fuckin-blood Feel it like a fuckin flood Try to talk, cannot speak Now youll feel the Freddies heat Hot enough to burn your mind With the evil thoughts you cant deny Might as well just say goodbye Look into my fuckin eyes Popped a mother fucker with the fucking .45 Freddie Dredd, straight creeping in the motha fucking sky With the DOOMSHOP killas, if you look you might die Say goodnight, say goodbye while you are still alive Popped a mother fucker with the fucking .45 Freddie Dredd, straight creeping in the motha fucking sky With the DOOMSHOP killas, if you look you might die Say goodnight, say goodbye while you are still alive

Keeping all this motherfucking evil to myself Cause it can’t stay dark what the fuck is a heart Bitch you know I got to kill a fucking fool Understand what I gotta do Freddie bout to notice you Never fucking look into my eyes All you ever see is dark and yo demise Special kind of motherfucker gonna die Take a step through a flip use a knife Bitch you done What the fuck was that I dont give no slack to a sucker who lack What the hell back and im gone Bitch you gonna be alone Better run better go Aiming with the .44 Hit the flow There we go It’s a mother fucking show Hanging from a motherfucking noose Killer on the motherfucking loose I dont wanna die in just no ordinary place Can you feel the fucking evil coming right up to your face

Sip-sip-sip-sip-sippin Robitussin Bitch you know I come in bustin flame Didnt see me coming, now you better get to runnin Holes in your body pourin out all your life Suckas come and try to catch me boy, you stay strapped with a knife Not enough to kill ya boy, Freddie gonna kill ya boy Fuckin up the system, murder is my only fucking toy Playin with a dead body, offed him with a stick Fully loaded clip, look at you, you fucking bitch Dead mane standin on the corner like a damn shame Water hole, try to hang with me and its a big no Big choppa blastin at yo head like a pimp I aint fucking with this money, you are just a fucking simp I dont wanna dip, I wanna know what the fuck If you try to play with me, you know a homie rolling up Hear a blast, oh damn, Im just chillin in the van See ya slut, aint no bussin nuts, Im about to fuck it up

Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin’ through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my Strollin’ through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Fuckin with the shits gonna leave you in a ditch Yous a fuckin bitch just a dumb little bitch Waste of space, gonna put you in your place Better watch out, or Ill shoot you in your face Gun, never hate my blood Oh you might just feel this junt Knife up to your neck, better guess what happens next Runnin up a check, better watch our fuckin back Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin’ through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin’ through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my, on my Still up in the game Let it bang and this fuckin’ fame Fuckin with the Freddie Mayne Gon end yo life, I so insane I don’t give a fuck, I dont give a shit bitch Oh no, I just gotta go Yous a hoe I hope you know I walk on down to the other side of town Meet me there about noon I will see you very soon Down ya block, Mr. Dope Mayne Watchu tryna do, Im just tryna smoke increase my hope I hold it and Im gonna choke Chill mayne, kill mayne bitches love a real mayne Freddie is the devils name, Ill kill you like a fuckin game Chill mayne, kill mayne bitches love a real mayne Freddie is the devils name, Ill kill you like a fuckin game Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my hip Strollin through the jungle with the pistol on my, on my, on my

Knot myself Stuck in this hot hell Fuckin hate my health Damn, my brain feels swell Imma hang this bitch Wring ya neck, thats it Now, you did this to me cause I cannot sleep Imma die in my grave Dug it when you went away I cant tell what is today Step out my damn way Wonder how I will survive? Fuck it, Imma take my life Darkness takin over me I miss the times when I could dream Yeah, I miss the times when I could dream I miss the times- I miss the times when I could dream Knot- Knot myself Knot- Knot myself Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Knot- Knot myself Knot- Knot myself Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Imma hang this bitch Wring ya neck, thats it Now, you did this to me cause I cannot sleep Imma die in my grave Dug it when you went away I cant tell what is today Step out my damn way Imma hang this bitch Wring ya neck, thats it Now, you did this to me cause I cannot sleep Imma die in my grave Dug it when you went away I cant tell what is today Step out my damn way Knot- Knot myself Knot- Knot myself Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Knot- Knot myself Knot- Knot myself Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell Stuck in this hot hell

Dont make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Genshin, go back to hell Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- Let me think now Imma just leave with a pound of loud Cock my Glock, hit the block Stand in shock; hear the shot and the boom go flock Listen for the phonk in the background bitch Hear me comin up, business pitch Killin the most, Im keepin them all The cards will fall, the Freddie will call Sick and tired of this shit Leave ya body dead cold right in the ditch Watch this shit, pop that bitch 1-2-3 now youre locked with me Come and see, dont you flee, or youll be around with me Dont you motherfuckers know? Never ever fuck with DOOMSHOP hoe Make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass Dont make a- make a nigga like me run and kill yo ass

Do not ever think of me Rolling heavy with the pistol to your fuckin chest, bitch Everything I touch, it turns to motherfucking dust, bitch Inside of my head is almost dead from all these evil thoughts Cock the motherfucking Glock Do not try to hide because I know what is inside Darker than the darkest place, Ill leave you in a murder case Face me out, aint no doubt I will leave you with no clout Fuckin all these bitches in the hood Bitch, I bet you could Do not ever think of me Do not ever think of me in that fuckin way What else can I say? Im about to end your day

The Curse of the Mummys Tomb A bandage and bone monster stalking the cryptomaniacs will require a executioner Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Fuck tales from the crypt, this is tales from the six Devil shit, what I spit, deadly words Im bout to rip With a quickness, pimpin on these bitches with the slickness The sickness, in my mind this evil is a temptress Im screamin out Fuck this earth Bitch, Ill kill ya fuckin girl, execute ya damn family bitch Ill burn this whole world This aint no ash to ash, this , I want yo ass to die slow so I can watch and forever laugh Danger, danger hide from the stranger These evil thoughts in my mind is what produces anger Fuck these busta hoes slam em down like dominoes Aint got no love in my heart was taught to just say Fuck a hoe Work him down to his very last compound Triple 6 up in this shit So if you wanna go to war bitch come on and step Rollin’ solo while I lose myself to keep yo ass in check Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal Load up my big nine, now Im finna shoot to kill If you bustas slippin, its this .50 finna do the deal put yo body in a If you think Fuck this shit you stupid bitch, theyll find yo body in a ditch For the snitch, fuck around and get yo face split 22. pistol, put the laser to yo fuckin shit You better run and hide, before you fuckin die Dont run in a straight line I will shoot you from behind Freddie Dredd and Baker on some evil shit You stupid bitch youll fuck around and get this fuckin evil clip Put you in the lost Sadistic mothafucka I will kill you with pleasure Lucifer is my only fuckin savior, fuck a mothafucking pussy who will ask me for a favour Kill yo self in the night with a damn knife Children of the fuckin devil, shiv you like a fuckin lamb Sacrifice yo body to the fuckin lamb Freddie Dredd the man always Killin On Demand

Gaspare, what the hell you doin? Ayy, look, yeah, yeah, ayy, look, look I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in love in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, now we moshin Damn, girl, I love it when you talk shit I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in love in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, mosh pit, mosh Mosh, mo-o-o-osh, mosh Look, cat headphones, tattooed throat Put my hand round her neck cause she told me to choke You aint really fuckin with anybody I know Got them blood stained fangs and the chain ice cold Honestly I love it when you beg, shit crazy Death Note book where she write names daily I dont even know whеre I am right now, baby But you could fuck my life up, baby I-I-I-I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in lovе in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, now we moshin Damn, girl, I love it when you talk shit I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in love in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, mosh pit, mosh Mosh, mosh, mosh Look, I dont need God, just need a bitch inside my jeans, uh Bend it over back and then throw it on top of me, uh Black lipstick, let me see how you taste Said you boys in the pit, Ill drop that bitch in his place Holy fucky-fuck, that bitch sucky-suck until I bust Baby, fuck me up, baby, fuck me up, that shits a must That bitch told me that she love me and she hate me on the same day Tryna meet the devil, come on, baby, Im the gateway I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in love in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, now we moshin Damn, girl, I love it when you talk shit I dont need God, bruh, I just need a goth bitch I just fell in love in the mosh pit Mosh pit, mosh pit, mosh pit , mosh Mosh , mosh , mosh, mosh

I feel chopped and screwed right now, I dont know Posse All you doubtin me, what the fuck can you not see? Freddie comin out the cut and now you dead I guess thats luck You better back the fuck up, bout to get some fuckin buck Shootin bitches with the clip, aimin at yo fuckin shit Its a motherfuckin spree, try to run you cannot leave Bullets fly past your head, only thought that you are dead Open fire simple game, to the easy access fame Everyone will know my name, playin all these fuckin games Aimin down the fuckin sight, hear the sound and see the light People hidin so I might creep up on em late at night Barrel in yo fuckin face, take yo time it aint no race All the power that I own, love to hear you scream and moan Aimin down the fuckin sight, hear the sound and see the light People hidin so I might creep up on em late at night Barrel in yo fuckin face, take yo time it aint no race All the power that I own, love to hear you scream and moan Now Im high, really high What the fuck you gonna do What the fuck you gonna do Now Im high, really high What the fuck you gonna do What the fuck you gonna do Now Im high, really high What the fuck you gonna do What the fuck you gonna do Now Im high, really high What the fuck you gonna do What the fuck you gonna do

Ayy, I know youre obsessed Cause, damn, I look good, ayy I wish my old hoes the best Im just tryna get the money, money Mur-Mur-Murder on my mind, demon time, you know how I get Ima grab my .9, thats my opp, Ima get em wet Yeah, Im from the south, but Im only goin up Pussy come around, now he runnin out of luck Shells hit the floor when Im lookin at him duck, ayy Glocks dont jam and thats why I keep it tucked, ayy Why you call my phone? Ive already had enough, ayy I dont want you, baby, I could never fall in love Whe-Whe-When they hear my name, all the bitches go insane Bеtter shut your fuckin mouth before thе Dredd will take you out Once again, in the van, hear the devil through the man I aint scared, got no fear when I put it into gear Player from the north and Im creepin in your city I aint got no pity for a buster, you a kitty No rules, you fuckin fool, it aint cool to lose, it do Voodoo in the back, I aint havin none of that Fre-Fre-Freddie had some visions, man Freddie got them bitches, man Who the fuck is this motherfucker tryna play my game? Do not try me, its wise, or youre gonna fuckin die Do not cry, theres no point, I will never disappoint Keep it close, Im a ghost, Im on 2K, you the most Evil runnin through my head, all I want is to be dead Off myself, no one help, always creepin by myself I dont need no bitch, no assistant to tell me where to go Always cold, better go, bundled in the fuckin snow Dig deep, deep and your bodys almost deeper I am just a creep, but with some hope, Ill get a feature On the news, bodies bruised, no one will know what to do

I love Lucy, and she loves me Were as happy as two can be Some- Sacrificing bitches in the middle of the street Leaving your body bleeding like you were a piece of meat Raw body skin on the fuckin pavement Caved in skull with your brain on the wall Freddie gunna kill ya with tha pistol he be packin Freddie is a killa no he never ever lackin What the fuck you thinkin bitch I’ll put you in the dirt Watch the blood squirt from ya neck ya fuckin hurt Smoking on the dope while I hang you from a rope Thinking bout the past As you take your final breath Look into my eyes It is dark and I am wise Fucking with a killa Gunna make you fuckin cry Deep so deep in the motha fucking forest Lookin like some mulch I dont think no one will notice Deep so deep in the motha fucking forest Lookin like some mulch I dont think no one will notice

Comin straight, for your fuckin neck With the tec Freddie the man, always yellin on demand Im so violent, cant you ever fuckin see Im gonna let the Glock pop, straight at your teeth Watch your back, hear that clack Better take cover for another mothafucka movin slowly round the corner The devil told me what to do, now I can see inside of you Do not roll me hoe, they will find you on the floor Never safe, cannot praise what the fuck you do Cannot hide, never realized That youre dead Feel the lead, goin through your fuckin head No thoughts, fuck cops Shoot em with the fuckin pump Can you believe what the fuck just happened to me I aint never lied, can you feel the devils side Scope you mane, anotha mothafuckin homicide Evil is my mind, never ever justified

Doomshop, motherfucka One-One, two, I am so sick of you Yous a pussy motherfucka, you dont even have a clue Watch me roam in the zone and Im fucking with the tone Breathe in, breathe out, can you tell what this about? Yous about to fuckin go in the darkest place I know Never guess, its a test, but the player never rest Aint no way, motherfuckas gonna die today The Freddie say, I will never fucking go away Fake motherfucka try to fuck with me I cant delete anything I said Im about to put you up to the lead You have got everything but a fucking life Use a knife, cut it up Blood in my fucking mug, bitch Fake motherfucka tryna fuck with me, I cant delete Fake motherfucka tryna fuck with me, I cant delete Fake motherfucka tryna fuck with me, I cant delete Fake motherfucka tryna fuck with me, I cant delete

Fuckin with a killa Just say fuck a hoe Niggas always talking, bitch Imma make yo head explode Hitlist to the top and crush these niggas Cause they runnin game Always keep a loaded pistol ready for the police, mane Niggas Niggas always talking, bitch Know gone make you Niggas always talking, bitch Know gone Niggas always talking, bitch Know gone make you Niggas always talking, bitch Know gone Kill yourself No one help Watch your body fucking melt Demons take over your mind Let the trophy stay inside Take your soul Hey its mine What the fuck, you think im lying Satan sent me Feel my wrath Its a homicidal path Murderous thangs Makin stangs Cut your throat and watch it drain Horror shit Cut a bitch Ask me where the fuck it is Why I do the shit I do Satan always tells me to Population is the flu To my mothafuckin purpose Fuck the mothafuckin locals Its the thought of being moguls See me in your town, in your dreams Fuck it means Keep it steady with my knife As the Freddie takes your life Posted in the doomshop Where the killers keep their room locked Sight of bodies everywhere Its ok, you stop and stare See my face you looking scared Shackles in my fuckin lair Save it bitch thats for tomorrow Things I love The sound of horror Scream out loud Do it now Too bad, all your lights went out

You bastard I come and blast her You actin scared when I comin actin faster There aint no playin with the mothafuckin master Freddie Dredd with TundraK we got the blaster Bitches wanna scrap No testin flick Im a movie man Got 10 Uzis man You heard me, fuck the plan Goin in, breakin shit Shawty got the fuckin clip Bust in, , aint no lovin Killin pussies and they nothin Boof I can feel it in my head One too many times I had to put that bitch to bed Just another pussy bout to catch some fuckin lead See me in the streets, you know Im screamin fuck the Feds Pack a heavy, check my tone Freddie never leave alone Never lackin, smokin dope Bitch, you never know whats up You dont wanna fuck with us SHOP is hated in the We will slice, we will kill a mothafucka, do the deal You bastard I come and blast her You actin scared when I comin actin faster There aint no playin with the mothafuckin master Freddie Dredd with TundraK we got the blaster You bastard I come and blast her You actin scared when I comin actin faster There aint no playin with the mothafuckin master Freddie Dredd with TundraK we got the blaster

Im a real joker bitch Comin’ straight up out to see you Cant imagine whatchu seein in yo’ deepest darkest dreams I point a beam into ya eye Now yo body reach the sky And there aint no tellin why I killed a bunch of bitches high Throwin up a bit Now this thing gon tell me this? Think Im going crazy, goin’ brazy Never ever think I’m lazy Try to test me bitch Thinkin all this this stupid shit I’m never home Always on Sippin on some Pérignon Deep in the jungle tryna make a fucking rumble Dead body chillin in the sack, what you think of that? Bone, was before Now yo’ body hit the flo Hear a dump, aint no bump I am feelin sorta slump Aint no creepin in the mothafuckin dungeon This I know, sniffin blow, makin all this fuckin dough Aint no creepin in the mothafuckin dungeon Bitch you dumb, aint no fun Pull the trigga all they done Aint no, Aint no Creepin in the mothafuckin dungeon -fuckin dungeon, fuckin dungeon Aint no, Aint no Creepin in the mothafuckin dungeon -fuckin dungeon, fuckin dungeon

My nigga Coded Yeah I been on the lookout for my nigga Lil Slim type too Lil Code, Johnny B, Big Don, Lil Blow day Celebrate Holiday Celebrate Hit him in the head with the big gold chain Big old Fred shooting right at your brain Killer in the backseat, waiting for a stain Dont test me, I go hard in the paint Beast mode Barely gonna reload Hear me go fee-fi-fo-fum Better start to run D-digging up your grave bitch Im your fucking fate bitch Running out, Ima start to blow G-grab it, bitch with a ratchet Kill so slow it cant be magic Bout to go batshit Know you cant have it Im a crazed man son, I never lack bitch Ay-aye mane, where you get that? Looking like a fool with your glass back S-smoking on the shit, Freddie never lack K-killing all the pussy hear the cack-a-lack Dummy coming running flashing toolies, want to shoot me K-killer in the backseat, waiting for a stain Dont test me, I go hard in the paint To the anger in my chest I woke up killing, stay my guest I show them who the fucking best And murder all day in my nest Dummy coming running flashing toolies, want to shoot me Get too fucking, fucking bucked Demon look like this a fucking Feel the anger in my chest I woke up killing, stay my guest I show them who the fucking best And murder hoes they in my nest day Celebrate Holiday Celebrate day Celebrate Holiday Celebrate

Its wonderful, its marvelous That you should care for me Lost in the deep dark Never ever got so far I cant find my way back See the demons back to back All I see is Bout to have a heart attack So much evil on my mind Cannot think but I am fine What the fuck to see Fingers creepin in my dreams Cant go back now that I know That I lost my fuckin home Say goodbye to all I know All I feel is breeze and cold Dont know what the fucking do As I creep up in your room See me in yo fuckin dreams Bout to kill yo fuckin team You not high now I can see Where you bout to fuckin be Freddie got that bitches mane You will never feel the same Cock my Glock it bout to aim Put me in the hall of fame Kill a crazy fool All that names that I know Better call me Freddie Dredd Or I put you on the floor Kill a crazy fool All that names that I know Better call me Freddie Dredd Or I put you on the floor