Go 2 Bed
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to 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 motha' fucking knife
Take that shit and say "goodbye"
To the motha' fucking world
Gonna make you fucking hurl
Take yo motha' fucking girl
Kill that bitch and take her pearl
I don't give a fuck what you motha' fucking think
Pop a pill and take a drink
'Bout to drown you in the sink
I'ma motha' fucking killer
Creeping on the fucking pill up
Better watch your fucking head, bout' to end up fuckin' dead
It's cold up here, at the motha' fucking pier
Whisper in your fucking ear, turn the motha' fucking gear
You's a puppet, and don't hear it
I'm a fuckin' puppeteer
Gonna make you disappear, no ones gonna overhear
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to 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 motha' fucking knife
Take that shit and say "goodbye"
To the motha' fucking world
Gonna make you fucking hurl
Take yo motha' fucking girl
Kill that bitch and take her pearl
I don't give a fuck what you motha' fucking think
Pop a pill and take a drink
'Bout to drown you in the sink
I'ma motha' fucking killer
Creeping on the fucking pill up
Better watch your fucking head, bout' to end up fuckin' dead
It's cold up here, at the motha' fucking pier
Whisper in your fucking ear, turn the motha' fucking gear
You's a puppet, and don't hear it
I'm a fuckin' puppeteer
Gonna make you disappear, no ones gonna overhear
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
Bitch, you dead, go to bed
'Bout to taste the fuckin' lead
'Bout to make a fuckin' scene
What the fuck you think I mean?
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Writer(s): Freddie Dredd
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