To Ya Face Freddie Dredd (Ft. Zye)
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[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
Shootin' at yo’ place
[?] while he go on yo' face
Murder, pray, watch you shake
Ain't no fuckin’ with the fake
Better run, red room
Watch me walk into the sun
Feel the heat and the beat
Slit yo' wrist up and you see
I am so murderous, kill a bitch
I'm the one who run the shit
Freddie mayne, so insane
Take you out the fuckin' game
Slit yo' throat, try to go
That you are the holy ghost
In my vault, ain't yo' fault
Imma miss that heavy tone
Ain't got no plan
When I turn it to the mane
I’m so- damn, flex my [?]
Trap that in the fuckin’ van
Boo-boo paw, he's so loud
Killin’ in the fuckin' crowd
Damn mane, ain't the thing
Then my damn phone ring
Shootin' at yo’ place
[?] while he go on yo' face
Murder, pray, watch you shake
Ain't no fuckin’ with the fake
Better run, red room
Watch me walk into the sun
Feel the heat and the beat
Slit yo' wrist up and you see
I am so murderous, kill a bitch
I'm the one who run the shit
Freddie mayne, so insane
Take you out the fuckin' game
Slit yo' throat, try to go
That you are the holy ghost
In my vault, ain't yo' fault
Imma miss that heavy tone
Ain't got no plan
When I turn it to the mane
I’m so- damn, flex my [?]
Trap that in the fuckin’ van
Boo-boo paw, he's so loud
Killin’ in the fuckin' crowd
Damn mane, ain't the thing
Then my damn phone ring
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