the one from ninety nine Is it gonna go on like this forever? Are we gonna take that last step together? Going round and round and up and down Feels just like snakes
crew knew what I said Would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead Let's peel their caps back The cars at the corner like a long black snake
of hatred, fuck you (Fuck you) And you said we wouldn't cake it, fuck you (Fuck you) Only my man blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you Yo, everybody's a snake
'm a wounded ass Minority hollering I gaba I pulled out my blade And carved it in him like a mansana Now back to the ride floor it corpses No remorse
m a wounded ass Minority hollering I gaba I pulled out my blade And carved it in him like a mansana Now back to the ride floor it corpses No remorse
her anymore Ain't no callin on your homies, ain't no callin on the Lord Somebody shoulda told ya bout fuckin with a corpse Violent J y'all and I'm outta
Frozen down wit diamond bolders all in the crown Talk of the town Soakin' you down wit the toast 'til you drown Ghost you and put your corpse in force
Thoughts Will Bend Can't Bring Me Any Closer, Can't Bring Me Any Closer So Dance On Spirit Things You Held My Heart In Hand Expel A Thousand Snakes
It's ours this time CORPSE FATHER All together that and this CORPSE FATHER AND WOLF MAN With all are tricks we're CORPSE FATHER, WOLF MAN, AND DEVIL
em pocket ace investment. Totem altimeter tiki torch it. Freak abort. Fold or hold a cold cell in peak enforcement fortress. That's a sheep corpse who
of the hill Rich are the rooms and the comforts there Red are the arms of luxuriant chairs And you won't know a thing till you get inside Dead president's corpse
devil lurks and my heart irks for the hell Look into the eyes..." [Jus Allah] My style orbits Around nine planets of forces Ominous metaphorics in vision of devil corpses
because you babble on You fucking fags are gone I'm a hate monger That's the reason that you talking to the to the Jake longer Put the snakes on ya, now
hang on trees Hanged on trees Hanged on trees Communist, community of red Hitlers Get out of my way!!! Your chance is lost, you are less than dust You're living corpses
Tongue Snake Venom Teeth Fatal Poison Key To Seventh Gate Powerful Look Sharp Eyes Hypnotizing Spell Of Death Claws Of Steel Weapons By Nature
stars, the home of banging hard Waiting for them at the Radio City Hall to snatch 'em out their fucking cars Expose 'em for what they are - NARCs, jakes, snake
PARENT CORPSES] That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween [CORPSE CHORUS] In this town [MAYOR] Don't we love it now? [CORPSE CHORUS
] It's ours this time [CORPSE FATHER] All together, that and this [CORPSE FATHER & WEREWOLF] With all our tircks we're [CORPSE FATHER, WEREWOLF & DEVIL
