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But no coffin lid nails
No n demon names
Create no interest in hell
You got nothing to sell
For no nine and four's twelve
No ten and three's twelve
No
Murder by numbers, count 'em one, two, three
Nail up the coffin and fucking bury me

Now you scream in horror
But there's no need to bother
So raise
Criteria of poison
Lethargic coma
Indistinguishable from death

Comatose
Mentally alive / pronounced phisically dead
Nails driven into the coffin
down this dead end thrill
I hit the street I got no jacket on my back 
But I got my Tim's on my feet 
when my life broke across me back against
gun staples in your back 

Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your rectum crack 



Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 3X) 



I get personal direct
killa

(demon) 4 holes, 3 nails
(killa) the Blood of Christ will prevail
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadows of my neighborhood
I
I ain't lookin' back, nigga.
I'm a douchebag to these pussy ass niggas.
Hammer in my drawers but I nail yo bitch.
Blunts like fingers, I'm bout
of silver
I can make the kiddies thrill for just one buck and wing
Yeah, I will nail them to my heel and the Panic Choir sings

Here comes a lucky little
Her dance
In the vast mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her future
If fate feasted there....

[III. Eyes That Witnessed Madness]

In an age crucified by
to get her nails polished
She was like Jacob's ladder
when King David had her
He played the harp with her daily by her gall-bladder
She had a sweet
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?

You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
a playa, you ain't ballin'
And I don't even care who the hell you call in
In this game, it ain't no talkin'
You can get it started, I nail the coffin
for mass appeal
Dollar dollar bill, now my fate seems sealed
The nails in the coffin, he's coughin', I'm lookin'
Through my iris
To see if he's got
a cause and effect
But I first test the mic with the 1-2 check
The hip-hop world made the Juice Crew orphans
Gained our respect sealin up much coffins
We're
a cause and effect
But I first test the mic with the 1-2 check
The hip-hop world made the Juice Crew orphans
Gained our respect sealin up much coffins
We're
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras]	Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can]	Four swordsmen
[Ras]	From the land
talkin' 'bout cheddar

Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
Four swordsmen, from the land of the lost
Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt
still there's no thrill
Villa bill ya ten K bills in his pilla
Villa, when it gets realer, split the skrilla with

Dilla, (Dilla) mix, mix, mix
Do
a cause and effect
But I first test the mic with the 1-2 check
The hip-hop world made the Juice Crew orphans
Gained our respect sealin up much coffins
We're
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?

You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny