To ya Head lyrics

by

Freddie Dredd


[Verse]
More and more, you better hit the floor
As I bust in your room, looking like a f*cking loon
.45 in your face, as I send you up to space, any place but here, I don't like the atmosphere
Can't control, simple fate, oh, you think you can relate?
What I put on my plate, try to match my murder rate
But you can't hear a chant, of my motherf*cking name
Can you beat the f*cking fame?, watch your brother die in vein
Oh sh*t, you gon' dip, gonna make you f*cking quit
Fill my clip, hollow tips, gonna throw a f*cking fit
Cannot stop, hear the drop, of my motherf*cking case, see my face, no trace, 'boutta end the human race
Bеtter keep your mouth shut, or you're gonna know what's up
Gettin' buckеd, what the f*ck, Why you acting like you struck?
Looking down the barrel
What the f*ck you think you gonna do?
Past to waste, you're f*cking mine, pull the trigger keep align

[Chorus]
Motherf*cker, ever wonder why I'm so divine?
I just keep it real, I'm packing steel
I need that .45
Put the Glock to your head
Can you hear what I just said?
Shut the f*ck up, motherf*cker
Watch you bleed, I'm undercover
Motherf*cker, ever wonder why I'm so divine?
I just keep it real, I'm packing steel
I need that .45
Put the Glock to your head
Can you hear what I just said?
Shut the f*ck up, motherf*cker
Watch you bleed, I'm undercover
Motherf*cker, ever wonder why I'm so divine?
I just keep it real, I'm packing steel
I need that .45
Put the Glock to your head
Can you hear what I just said?
Shut the f*ck up, motherf*cker
Watch you bleed, I'm undercover
Motherf*cker, ever wonder why I'm so divine?
I just keep it real, I'm packing steel
I need that .45
[Outro]
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