Catch Thirtythree

Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Wake up, I get it slowly on a monday morning Still dark, I can see the cloud the rain is pouring No worries from a man like me Keep the gate closed eyes looking back and forth back and forth Double in the jungle Freddie poppin' it's a rumble Why the fuck you mumble broken jaw I keep it humble Watch your life crumble it's a joke Think you are my friend? I hope you fucking choke, fucking choke Catch thirty three hear it in my darkest dreams 'Shuggah coming with the jug, Freddie gonna fuck it up Catch thirty three hear it in my darkest dreams 'Shuggah coming with the jug, Freddie gonna fuck it up Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas Red black and green instead of gang bandannas FBI spying on us through the radio antennas