Bowels Of The Devil-Body Count

歌手 : Body Count
专辑 : Body Count
语种 : 英语
时长 : 03:43

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Bowels Of The Devil - Body Count
Out one night yo just chillin' out with my crew
We were actin' wild
'Cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do
Got a nine at my waist
Stay out my f**kin' face
You f**k with me
Right here'll be your resting place
Some ol' sucka yo he tried to put a move on me
I shot him in the face
Murder in the first degree
Now I'm sweatin' regrettin'
That's not for me
They got me locked in the f**kin' penitentiary
Bowels of the devil
Let me tell you what the muthaf**ka eats
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil
Listen close 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there
They call it goin' out the back door
The back door the back door the back door
Walked in the club all the ho's gave me the sex look
They like a ni**a like me 'cause I'm a known crook
And my posse's down we don't mess around
You f**k with us
You'll be six feet underground
That night they got me locked in a row called death
The governor that muthaf**ka wants my last breath
That's right homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
Up here in this f**kin' penitentiary
Bowels of the devil
Let me tell you what the sucka eats
Its stomach's filled with my homeboys
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil
Listen close 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there
They call it goin' out the back door
The back door the back door the back door Yeah
Bowels of the devil
Let me tell you what the muthaf**ka eats
Its stomach's filled with my homeboys
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil
Listen close 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there
They call it goin' out the back door
The bowels of the devil
Let me tell you what that sucka eats
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil
Listen close 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there
They call it goin' out the back door
The back door the back door the back door