[Intro: DJ Sound]
Yeah, DJ Sound up in this motherfucker
With the new album "Broken Halo", for the 9-6
Representin' Frayser, nigga
[Chorus: DJ Sound]
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
[Verse 1: Bloody Bones]
Demons takin' over me to commit evil homicides
My thought is of murder, can't be a victim of a drive-by
Possessed with evil thoughts to cause you pain and your murder
Stalkin' with killin' skills you never heard of
Hate is my state, I feel the urge for a murder
Teflon to your chest, through that vest, will proper serve you
Triple Glock, midnight, dressed in black, is the tradition
Bloody Bones with that loaded up four-four, Broken Halo
[Verse 2: Skanless K]
A broken halo float on top of my head
So, I commence to blast these buster bitches
So, I can bury that ass up in the sand
Better grab that motherfuckin' mask I grasp
When you drop that dope off your ass
You're gonna be a memory in the past
Especially when we creep the dark at night
I grab your ass with the AK, cut your neck with the blade
'Cause the nigga from Douglass don't fight
A murderer, who's comin' late in the fuckin' night
When you fuck with the Scanless K
Better come like fuckin' Glock tight
[Chorus: DJ Sound]
Fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
[Verse 3: Nigga Creep & DJ Sound]
First of all, I'm Nigga Creep
I'm lettin' you know there right up front
Better think twice, before you jump because I'm on the hunt
Angel ain't up on my shoulder, I lost Christ in '87
Halo's broken, but I'm hopin' that I'll seek my way to heaven
(Twelve steps from hell) all will reverse, split your change
When you make me click, the grinch will come and then we'll see my devil
There's no holy ghost in me, the demon's runnin' through my veins
Do you think it's God that gives me worth? The Devil gives me game
Cauliflower what you snort, fuck that shit and fuck that dope
I don't need that shit, you see I'd rather hang up by a rope
Bitches better recognize, that I am the Nigga Creep
I take your bitch and take your cash and then knock you to six feet deep
[Chorus: DJ Sound]
Fuckedwith a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
[Verse 4: Lil Yo]
Devastated, busters hatin', with the ski mask on my face
Soul I take these busters fate, I'm out to catch a murder case
Make my way to chief on hay, I'm hearin' scary music play
Seein' halo but they broken, mane, I heard the Devil say
All the devil's watchin' you, here's what for you to do
Time to pull that buster's cap, I know that you going strapped
Wig splitter, cop killer, demons inside of Lil' Yo
Bring a bitch to the creep, did it kinda fast with the scopin' out these bitches, for the Broken Halo
[Verse 5: GB & Lil Yo]
Ridin', bumpin', pimpin', smokin' chicken, lettin' that AC blow
All about my hogg, so you bitches know the fuckin' score
Niggas throwin' Funkytown, like they just don't give a shit
I don't give a fuck, 'cause I'm strapped with the Glock, bitch
Gettin' buck wild, 'cause a nigga don't really care
All my nigs from the Click, throw them deuces in the air
Throw them deuces in the air, throw them deuces in the air
Yo, this Lil' Yo, with my motherfuckin' nigga, the Villain
Funkytown, Frayser Bound, for the 9-5, 9-6, biatch
Throw them deuces in the air, throw them deuces in the air
[Chorus: DJ Sound]
Fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked-fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser niggas
Bitch, ain't no love hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked with–fuck–fucked with a killer outta Fray-Frayser, nigga
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
Fucked with–fuck–fucked with a killa outta Fray-Frayser, nigga
Bitch, ain't no love, hoes, hatred (Hatred)
[Verse 6: MC Money]
Lucifer control over my soul and please the holy ghost
'Bout to split the sky, to cast the evil Broken Halo
The hands of the Devil have begun to show no mercy
The demons takin' over, and the pain I feel it hurts me
The light kind of glistens, as the Devil win at ease
His eyes filled with fire, as I slowly hit my knees
MC Money had no faith, so the Devil listened well
The hatred of the devil sentenced me to go to hell
[Verse 7: Gangsta Gold]
The kiss of death done touched me, I'm hard as a brick
Red in my eyes, the fire of a convict that's pimpin'
The serpent on my tongue has begun to speak
Hate the Devil's got my soul, there's no way that I can escape
Bring forth this anti-Christ that makes me a wishless
The lust where I was purposely from being a Christian
The blood of a demon, corruption to take all
Your fear is my strength it prevails the broken halo
[Verse 8: Kee-Wee]
You miss the ritual of crucifixion the Weasel is goin' to take the whole nation
No pity for any that talk all that shit, unless you wise up and start followin' me
The terror's here he get no patience for bein' very dumb
The Frayser Click is here to take no prisoners, all about the redrum
Some people ask "Can The Weasel lead us to salvation?"
I say to all my followers around the world: "Be patient"
The time has come for Weasel's rebirth, nope, can't use no coward
Their soul's not real, and their blood is bitter sour
[Verse 9: Mad Maine]
Through the darkside I creep, you must be alert to catch me
But be warned, that I'm scorned and my mind is just too deadly
As I plan your murder out, demons start to fill the room
Cockin' my nina back, niggas gone scatter back, player
Cizzocked, right on, unlizzeashing the boom
I presume, you knew that Mad Maine fuckin' with that thang
'Til you die, dawg, now I [?] with my eyeball on the shank
See, my [?] lately from these [?] hoes I split
Thou shall not get caught lizzoafin', now just open up a bitch
