For Whom The Bells Toll-Kool Keith
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TXT For Whom The Bells Toll-Kool Keith 文本歌词
For Whom The Bells Toll - Kool Keith
I stay in office depot and staples
Pack up my pens and paper keep rollin more yellow pad
I get mega sonic on you niggaz beta sonic on your niggaz
You keep power supply I'm Teknotronix
Better than Mantronix
Arrangements get ridiculous ask anybody out there
I'll shock ya you're like a backup
To goldstar T V set too advance for the us
Leave New York pee on Europeans
Your hot producers your coffee and all that stuff
That's right look around you're like H R puffinstuff
Nothing's about you rough
You done it you did that and you get back
You sit back look around you get licked back
Yo
We have coffins by the millions
We can put you in the ground
Your body is stiff the coffin closed your family close by
Cemetery plots a black rose I heard a crow cry
As bells ring for your spirit angels in hell sing
Your tunnel starts to darken you're slippin into a long dream
Eternity eternally until
Soul banished back to where the heathen laid to rest
It ain't no peace to be havin'
Let it happen ain't no fightin' your fate it's armageddeon
Permanently no way in hell to see heaven
Let your spirit float way
You see a new beginning fire flesh for all your sinning
Black tinted limousines black hearse and crying women
Sing of death blade and sing a song called die
While the funeral director spill your blood like wine
Reverand Tom at the altar M balmer light that fire
Time to cremate the whole world wicked souls must die
That's right we are thee Undatakerz
And we will bury you
Bury you so deep
So deep you would think you were in hell
From whom the bells toll
Or whom will be doomed
Darker liquor I consume
Gettin in the embalming room
No pulse are detected
Send him over to
The funeral director
And al Bury you and reverand
Tom did what he came to do
M balmer holdin' down the morgue
Pull yo' body out the drawer
Got these fools from the eastside
The fluid's what they came here for
Put the rest in my lab coat and serve them
Fools a part
Now I'm a keep rock to chop
Stirrin up to the pulpit
And deliver it
I spit sparks like gunfire straight to
They head
What's the purpose of the strap if he's
Already dead
Stretched out because of somethin' that nobody said
Warning gee williker 'cause that
Tec 9 be killin' ya
Hit the main artery he's lookin' real saucy
Chrome to yo' dome and lookin' like top ramen
Yeah that's right
You thought you motherf**kers was gonna get away
You thought she wouldn't be able to embalm you
She's actually gonna put your head up your a**
To see if it fits
That's right we are Thee Undatakerz
And we're not here to f**kin play with you
We're gonna show you where things go
How far deep they will be
And how far in you will go
