Huh
Do it
(Serious)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Now sit back in your seat and kick up your Nikes
And listen to Freddie Foxxx cold rip the mic
The microphone's burnin like a flaming torch
And my lyrics are hot, so they can burn and scorch
So here's a little something for you hip-hop whimps
Try to come down hard on the hip-hop prince
Get your rhymes all together, your microphones ready
Cause you're about to meet the hip-hop terror - Freddie
For all you other rappers with self-proclaimed titles
Shut up and face the true supreme idol
Rappers, I'm here, so come get it
But those that tried are real sorry they did it
Cause I hit it - hard, nail on the head, now they're dead
But that's what you get when you're messin with Fred
Ain't no jokin or playin around, just listen to the sound
While I get down, this is serious
[ VERSE 2 ]
So serious when I take the stage
Kinda like lettin a pitbull out of a cage
For blood or raw meet - huh, sound sweet
But I take the mic and a milky beat
And drop one rhyme that's self-defined
And then you lay back and relax while I climb
Into your mind, every opening hole
Walk through your body and take over your soul
This jam is deep, when I speak you turn chicken
Scared to death because my bassline's kickin
Jump off and grab the mic - I dare you
Then I'ma open you up and then wear ya
Drag you all over like Raggedy Ann
Rough up the wanna-be's, make you a man
Then when you jump up to talk crap
You'll get slapped with a rap that makes your neck snap back
Down for the count, my hand is raised
My rhyme is praised, and you feel dazed
I'm gonna take you deeper, down to the bottom
When my voice hits the mic, it'll
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