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