t-mac716 & merchaholic freeze cast şarkı sözleri
We wake up, ready to bleed rap
Haters wanna scrap, They needing to relax
Adding to the map, We feeding you these tracks
Gotta step back if you're down with the Freeze Cast
I write havoc and spit strange
Sex addict or zombie, I don't know bitch I just crave brains
Merchaholic, T-Mac, alcoholics on the road
No third or second we going all in for gold
This track hot, like it's heaved off the stove
Murder this heat, and leave the beatmaker grieving their soul
People say I'm gifted, kinda like it's Christmas
Don't agree you'll go missing without a witness
Every second day, this shit snow,
I'm on another line, kinda like I'm shooting a free-throw
Another suicidal thought, coming off the top
Up on the block, like an adventurous tot
F*ck a beat man, and f*ck what she thought
Rap over her queef, then turn that twat into a beatbox
With your girl the other day, and how can I say
That bitch had my cock come out like it was gay
Kidnap the beat, I get wild
Beat the shit out of it with a smile like a step child
Like I flew off my bike, no helmet on my head
High off of life I'll be sober when I'm dead
We wake up, ready to bleed rap
Haters wanna scrap, They needing to relax
Adding to the map, We feeding you these tracks
Gotta step back if you're down with the Freeze Cast