
MAN OF YOUR SCARY DREAMS Freddie Dredd (Ft. Baker Ya Maker)
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[Chorus]
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
[Verse 1: Baker]
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
It's time for the apocalypse
Draggin' bodies in the fire, watch 'em as they start to crisp
Won't 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
It's hard to focus, can't keep track of the days
However, I still suffer with these memories of pain
Life's a game and I was born to lose
[?]
[?], you better choose
Don't 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, 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
[Verse 1: Baker]
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
It's time for the apocalypse
Draggin' bodies in the fire, watch 'em as they start to crisp
Won't 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
It's hard to focus, can't keep track of the days
However, I still suffer with these memories of pain
Life's a game and I was born to lose
[?]
[?], you better choose
Don't get caught slipping 'cause the end is coming soon
Hoe
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