No bodys getting in, nobodies getting out
We got a live bomb and were going to blow the house
AK-47 thanks be to Kalashnikov
Bang, bang bang and were going to get off
Ghetto bird be flying heat wave to bail out
somebody get the bank cause the berries round about
One last blast then well gauge hardcore
Everybody lights out like a Nyquil score
We going to knuckle up cause the Jakes bring war
Cause the wrecking crew come knockn down the door
Following the cloud for foo foo stuff
It aint no secret we be headin for a bust
Whose that humming upon my blindside
better drop the sack chaser only there for the ride
Somebody getting killed from that sewer in her vein
She was a thirst monster now shes gothic insane
How can I reveal Jesus livin in me?
How can I reveal?
Cant take another dusting cause the egg is going to crack
Devil's got dandruff got her nose to the grind
Shes in the boneyard with the dead presidents
Somebody get a shovel and find out where she went
If shes with the funky drummer we need an exorcist
GTA---MPV Alpine bliss.
She says OH Sweet Jesus dont need no Holy Oil
Been a bumrush dreamer while taking her stroll
Her author babysat with a B-40 lit.
Show and prove no grease couldnt scrap a lick
I know the the PJ's the plats and the plays
cause I metm in Sweden right behind the stage
63 Impala speckled for explosion
Dippin to the get off house, three wheel motion
Top Fuel buck 50 with a finger on the trigger
Hop on the side of the free world grave diggers
How can I reveal Jesus livin in me?
How can I reveal?
Kick Artist jump the knocker nothing but a shife
He aint no trill he just quacking bout a knife
junkie give me just a minute to make a long story short
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