Do the Shit I Do
Fuckin' with a killa, just say fuck a hoe
Niggas always talking, bitch
I'mma 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 (fuck a-fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone make you (fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone (fuck a- fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone make you (fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone (fuck a-)
Kill yourself
No one help
Watch your body fucking melt
Demons take over your mind
Let the trophy stay inside
Take your soul
Hey it's mine
What the fuck, you think i'm lying
Satan sent me, feel my wrath
It's 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
It's 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
It's ok, you stop and stare
See my face you looking scared
Shackles in my fuckin' lair
Save it bitch that's for tomorrow
Things I love
The sound of horror
Scream out loud
Do it now
Too bad, all your lights went out
Niggas always talking, bitch
I'mma 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 (fuck a-fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone make you (fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone (fuck a- fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone make you (fuck a hoe)
Niggas always talking, bitch
Know gone (fuck a-)
Kill yourself
No one help
Watch your body fucking melt
Demons take over your mind
Let the trophy stay inside
Take your soul
Hey it's mine
What the fuck, you think i'm lying
Satan sent me, feel my wrath
It's 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
It's 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
It's ok, you stop and stare
See my face you looking scared
Shackles in my fuckin' lair
Save it bitch that's for tomorrow
Things I love
The sound of horror
Scream out loud
Do it now
Too bad, all your lights went out
Credits
Writer(s): Freddie Dredd
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