FREDDIE DREDD, HYDRA MANE - Thoughts lyrics
[FREDDIE DREDD, HYDRA MANE - Thoughts lyrics]
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin’ mouth
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Put the same bitches out if
I’ma need an Armageddon
I harm ya once again I kill a man
I'm swerving with these meds
Uzi leave you who to who 'cause you
Know I ain't that far from
Psychopathic lunatic just trust me I
Will take yo' bitch
Watch your body decay as I
Hit the fuckin' replay
Instigating all those murders as I
Grip into my burner
It's all because my thoughts I keep
It ball with them murder-murder
I'ma hurt her, find me creeping I’ma lurker
It’s because of my thoughts that you're dead
Victim of this homicide
I put that nine up to your head
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin’ mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Death await's, your soul I take to hell
I sacrifice ya to these demons
That be steading, fiendin’, for a homicide
I mean to get off of this evil shit
But I can't seem to get a grip
I go and grab my fuckin' nine
Scope my mane to take this spot
The blood drips down the grave lot
You fuck with us then take your life
Here I'm ready slice you six
Times with the knife
Get up Freddie, now you die
Look in my fuckin' eyes
You see the devil is inside
My brain is full of evil thoughts
Cock my Smith and Wesson then you drop
Bitch, I rep the 'shop
I know your buckas stressin' when we
Pressin' with the dirty Glock
With my partner bustin' shots
Hit the blunt and drop it off
This the tales of a real life killer
I've been in your thoughts
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin’ mouth
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Put the same bitches out if
I’ma need an Armageddon
I harm ya once again I kill a man
I'm swerving with these meds
Uzi leave you who to who 'cause you
Know I ain't that far from
Psychopathic lunatic just trust me I
Will take yo' bitch
Watch your body decay as I
Hit the fuckin' replay
Instigating all those murders as I
Grip into my burner
It's all because my thoughts I keep
It ball with them murder-murder
I'ma hurt her, find me creeping I’ma lurker
It’s because of my thoughts that you're dead
Victim of this homicide
I put that nine up to your head
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin’ mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
Cock my Smith and Wesson back
To your motherfuckin' mouth
Motherfuckin' mouth
Death await's, your soul I take to hell
I sacrifice ya to these demons
That be steading, fiendin’, for a homicide
I mean to get off of this evil shit
But I can't seem to get a grip
I go and grab my fuckin' nine
Scope my mane to take this spot
The blood drips down the grave lot
You fuck with us then take your life
Here I'm ready slice you six
Times with the knife
Get up Freddie, now you die
Look in my fuckin' eyes
You see the devil is inside
My brain is full of evil thoughts
Cock my Smith and Wesson then you drop
Bitch, I rep the 'shop
I know your buckas stressin' when we
Pressin' with the dirty Glock
With my partner bustin' shots
Hit the blunt and drop it off
This the tales of a real life killer
I've been in your thoughts