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[Intro] |
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One, two, Bone is coming for you |
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Three, four, better lock the doors |
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Five, six, better load your clips |
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Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate |
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Nine, ten, we're out to kill again |
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Straight from the burning flames of hell |
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A place where all assassins dwell |
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Pur back on earth to destroy all work**********pppers of peace |
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Body bags and caskets may all godd cease |
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Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia |
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First, Krayzie Bone AKA Leatherface The Sawed Off Gangsta |
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Second, Layzie Bone AKA the Number One Assassin |
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Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace |
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Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket *******! |
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[Chorus] |
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Murda, murda, murda, murda |
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[Krayzie] |
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Sold my soul to the devil |
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But I changed my mind now I want it back |
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But he won't coorperate so now it's time to jack |
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Called RIP and Stratejacket |
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Number One Assassin is fully strapped |
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We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps |
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So satan called his posse full of demons and witches |
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We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the ******* |
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Yo, but wouldn't you know satan went out like a sucka |
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So I left a message in blood "To be continued mother*******a" |
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[Wish] |
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Never praying at night |
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Cause the heavens don't want me |
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Sold my ******' soul so I can live through eternity |
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Killin' at night and watching victims in the daylight |
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A demon on the rise, and I'm snatchin' your ******' life |
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Been shot with a twelve gauge |
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I died and made front page |
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The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge |
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Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic |
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Some would say the strate is sick |
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The devil's who you're ******' with |
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[Chorus] |
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Murda, murda, murda, murda |
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[Layzie] |
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I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution |
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A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution |
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Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka |
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But I still died went to hell and just took over the mutha*******a |
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Learned the devil's tricks an how to run this **********t |
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I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a ********** |
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Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you wor**********p me |
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The gates of hell on fire shooting flames can't be worse, G |
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[Bizzy] |
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Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason |
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I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon |
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It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they ********** |
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The I start stranglin' babies |
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See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic |
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But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it |
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See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword |
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I told satan that I'm killin' him trough the Ouija board |
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[Chorus] |
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Murda, murda, murda, murda |
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[Krayzie] |
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Pick up the phone the war is on so get your weapons |
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RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew |
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Drinking brews and im thinking " Damn that's foolish" |
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Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Y'all let's do this" |
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Grabbed my click, gripped my ******* |
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Walked with my face to the groung chanting |
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"Kill that mother*******a, now kill that mother*******a, now" |
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Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss |
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And now his crew's on my ******* because I'm Hell Sent |
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[Wish] |
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I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck |
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I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to ******* him up |
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Ain't been in the church they say "No demons on holy dirt" |
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I'm ****** Satan's ******* |
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He got mad and called body work |
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A lynchin ain't **********t compared to what I'm a give ya |
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I'm born and raised in hell and ********** I'm sent here to kill ya |
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I'm Rosemary's baby |
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There's no more evil like me |
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Cause when *******s think of death the mother*******as picture me |
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[Chorus] |
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Murda, murda, murda, murda |
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[Layzie] |
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Let me call up my posse |
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We talkin' over the underground |
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Yeah, satan and his boys the mother*******as they going down |
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Man I gotsta do it |
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I ain't down for a hassle |
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I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in satan's castle |
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I'm sick of this war now check it something has got to give |
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We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages |
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You want your people to live? |
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Then you'll forever pay me rent |
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To stay in my knigdom because a ******* is Hell Sent |
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[Bizzy] |
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Now we're walking through satan's den |
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The demons respected RIP |
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I'm running this mother*******a, hell ain't **********t |
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A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole |
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I told him "I'ma be there ain't no ********** in my soul" |
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And when I'm coming for your ass |
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Ain't no need to run |
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Because I'm so ******' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun |
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Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent |
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An appetite for bloddy bodies |
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Rest In Peace is Hell Sent |
