[Freddie Dredd]
Don't make the move
Or I'll slice you with the groove
Kill a bitch, fuck a hoe
Its a motha fuckin show
Do not cry, close your eyes
They will think you're telling lies
I'm surprised you're alive
'Cause you are so dead inside
Look at this fudging shit
Kill you with the fucking shiv
Stab you nice, it's a fight
Loser at the end of life
Come in close I won't bite
In the middle of the night
Get outside, shoes striped
Riding on my funky bike
Can't forgive anything that I ever did
Evil on my mind, feel like I'm doing time
Hold me down, I don't clown
All I hear is devil sounds
Talk in the pop
Where your body is in shock
Gonna fly away
'Cause today ain't my day
Just another thang on my mind
To fade away
Keep it close, I'm the host
Of this mother fuckin show
Use the mother fuckin hoe

[CLIFFORD]
Bitch I'm (?), words slurring, I'm a bit worried
In the hurry, quick verse that will leave you burry
This girl isn't got cliff
Like your snapchat story
So I fought her boss
But I'd rather not hit a jury
Shit, go ahead and plead
They will have you on your knees
Few weeks from now
I'm going to make a few more g's
Cliff the type of goof, no need for taxis
See bitch with me failing, all she got is titties
I please at the show before I fuck groupies
No need for speed, cause we only smoking weed
I need a new hole, just one rig, STD's
Well, I guess I should expect that from bitches like these
Bitches like me got smoked too
Like a fiend
Got a few Xans on me
Gonna pop me some beans
Touch me outside, I show a lesson with your hoe
Got a thousand little bitches but none know the code