[Verse 1: Fred The Godson]
How it go when the boy spit
Chicago flow, I rose by the bullsh**
Now I grace the cover of the XL
I used to buy the bu*ter with the Nextel
Just Feds, cops
Bronx is burning back to Ed Koch
Heads watch
Bread, pots
The streets is sewn up, I thread the block
Going back to the old me
The hoody, the sweats, the grey Sauconies
Black tech come to collect, now what you owe me?
Now count it out, show me
Besides me and the drumline
I switch flows every 3 punchlines
I got nice studying Biggie and Pun rhymes
I'm too witty, Remo one time
[Hook: Fred The Godson]
Flow so bad that I should charge n***as
Got more swag than most of y'all n***as
If you coming to ride get in the car n***a
I raise the bar n***a
Follow me, f-f-follow me
Even if you are a leader follow my lead
Flow so illegal cops follow my feet
Realest out, gotta be
[Verse 2: Fred The Godson]
I'm all ears, know you all heard
Now tell me your fears, Mark Wahlberg
The 7 a scale, at one time we all served
I'm Kevin McHale I work with a tall bird
The bar being raised
Labels throwing me deals like cards being played
They know that I'm ill, Fred the God's on his way
I'm just showing you sk**s at the end of the day
Excitement
My studio's a haunted house the way I'm doing all this ghost writing
They calling me the rookie of the year
I record when they was shook lookie here
My songs are my freestyles
Or is it cause I'm that nice meanwhile
These A&R's became senile
Now they see now, homie
[Hook: Fred The Godson]
[Verse 3: Fred The Godson]
Why you so afraid? Cause my pingo big?
And y'all flow with no lines like Nintendo Wii?
And I'm the one with the punches, Kimbo see?
Y'all don't get it, f** it
Nympho me
It's premature to say I'm one of the greats
But Umm... I'm one of the greats
My song's hot like the Middle-East, I ran through the battle sand
The Middle-East, I ran, that was me
Is it lines like those
That rewind when you used to rewind those flows
And these n***as never take the time out, no
Let me find out
That they Nino production
This play is a seduction
With me they got to stick they chest back in, reduction
Without the beef Fred can function
Still with the streets in conjuction
[Hook: Fred The Godson]