Letra de ' Evil Fantasy ' de Freddie Dredd

Hello, I'm Bob Ross
And I'd like to welcome you to the twentieth joy of painting series
Son-of-a gun it's hard for me to believe this is the twentieth series
But it, it is and I'd like to thank you very much for inviting me back
For another series of paint

Once was a killer
And I got to butcher crips
Run up in your shit
Gonna let you take a dip

In my evil fantasy
Won't you run and come with me
To the deep deep part of
More than you can see

I'm a ghost, I'm a demon
And I'm seekin' when you're dreamin'
For a new cause
Hit the pause

Lookin' for a new job
Wake up with the bed
While you pussies try to slay
I'm the Freddie mayne
Fuck the game
Looking for a new bang
Oh shit

What the hell you talkin' bout, bitch?
It's the new way
Freddie made
Bout to make a separate lane

Oh my God you's a bitch motherfucker
Why'd you try to play me
Like a bitch motherfucker?

Hold this bust of indica
Bout to come and fuck it up
Freddie know there's something up
And you know I'm bout to bust

Oh my God you's a bitch motherfucker
Why'd you try to play me
Like a bitch motherfucker?

Listen bitch you tryna smoke
Try to smoke the holy ghost
If I hear you fucking choke
Damn this bitch has got to go