Blast Fa Me

Lyrics

[Chorus: Freddie Old School] It's Freddie These bars coming from my soul Nigga don't ask me for no raps I'm not trying to get on This kind of shit make religion look awfully wrong Open your eyes to what is real [Verse 1: Freddie Old School] Fuck that ignorance is bliss, your bitch conceited Those words, she don't mean them Wanna cover her eyes like tv is playing a sex scene She can't see 'til period bleeds Constantly telling niggas what to do Ain't no good one, feed 'em If you wanna make a move then just practice with you I'll teach you God got us, we some prophets living honest, I try to Still smoking weed and kissing girls, they say it's taboo I get confused, contradictions the world's birth But I ain't scared that's why you rarely see me inside of a church Plus I was the midwife, I remember her past life Brought her back and her soul was aligned so now we alright Shit I got some demons in my closet I ain't worried I promise Probably conjure up a plan, relinquish my karma These niggas wish they had it in their genes I'm more revel thana white teen in a pair of ripped jeans I'm more gut than Mickey-dee's that your bitch still eat Cold as the forty that I freeze just so that you can't dream Yous an unhealthy nigga Talking about the money that you wish you was getting Daydreaming inside a fishbowl is where you thought you was living I got a million reasons why not to depend on the system If you ignorant than it make sense why you don't listen This will is God [Chorus: Freddie Old School] These bars coming from my soul Nigga don't ask me for no raps I'm not trying to get on This kind of shit make religion look awfully wrong Open your eyes to what is real These bars coming from my soul Nigga don't ask me for no raps I'm not trying to get on This kind of shit make religion look awfully wrong Open your eyes to what is real [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] As I enter the brain, it's going in like missionary But the only difference this a Baptist church Get your mind out he gutter before shit is worse Get a nurse to kill your pain if it's not from this verse Trying to conquer the planet In one hand the bitch making a sandwich Earthquake in Los Angelos Grand am [?] I blam blam male panthers Thundercats to you wonder pets Overachieving the undergrads Don't wear nothing under your cap and gown Imma flip the tassel (Baby) You gonna grip the paddle (baby) I look you dead in your eyes, concentrating like I was flicking lighters (Yeah baby) And speaking of which I light up so much they compare me to hell And I don't fuck with them I affiliate with free-minded people My mind be elsewhere You religious? Who the hell cares? I swear to God [Chorus: Freddie Old School] These bars coming from my soul Nigga don't ask me for no raps I'm not trying to get on This kind of shit make religion look awfully wrong Open your eyes to what is real These bars coming from my soul Nigga don't ask me for no raps I'm not trying to get on This kind of shit make religion look awfully wrong Open your eyes to what is real