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Then I'll wait, let her find me
Coffin, coffin (sheesh)
Yeah I'm gon put her in a coffin
Coffin, coffin
Yeah I'm gon put her in a coffin (what the fuck)

100 Black Coffins

Rick Ross

Django Unchained

2012

a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell

Bury me alive with some backwoods in the coffin (Coffin)
Ya, smoke until I'm coffin (Coffin)
Ya, smoke until I'm coffin (Coffin)

Told me that you loved

100 Black Coffins

Rick Ross

Hustle Music, Vol. 18

a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
A hundred black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell

yourself
So you false an image
Only barrier is the self
So I'm crossing it and
It's truth or dare with the devil
In the coffin i'm in
It's so simplistic
But

Coffin

Busta Rhymes

Welcome To: Our House

2012

Caught another body, buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin
(What up, what up, what up) Buy another coffin
We burn shit down,

Oh
There is a war in my fucking head
I'm crazy, I'm sure
All I see is coffins, coffins, coffins, coffins
All I see is coffins, coffins, coffins

First nail in your coffin
You're still asleep
And you don't know what's happening to you
Second nail in your coffin
Each pound of the hammer
Is

Tarchyvibes

Carry my coffin
She carry my coffin
She say she no go rest until she carry my coffin
Carry my trophy
I carry trophy
I carry my crown for

Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
Coffin, coffin, end up in that coffin
Please don't touch my RAF, 'fore

is torturing my spine
What a soul and heartless place
I'm lost in time and space
Rusty nails, rusty nails
Rusty nails in thy coffin
Rusty nails in thy

Aye,
Thought that lil boy was gonna be a man
Aye, He scared of the coffin
Thought that lil boy was gonna be a man
Aye, He scared of the coffin
I told

chilling in coffins
Pouches of profit, got kangaroo pockets
Pouches of profit, got kangaroo pockets
Pouches of profit, got kangaroo pockets
They full of them

X's or O's, I'm closing my coffin
Emotions low, I don't see my problem
If I'm getting cash then I ain't stopping
Killing me now, I'm crashing

Where the coffins at
Where the coffins at
Finna kill these niggaz then I body them
Then I bury them
And I buried some
Call me out to diss, I leave

Coffin clout
Real ones know what I'm talking about
Coffin clout
We Take em out the street and we put em in the ground
Coffin Clout
Dead folks they

coffin, je laisse ton body dans le coffin, unh, anh, anh
Je laisse ton body dans le coffin, je laisse ton body dans le coffin
Je laisse ton body dans le

Django

Rancid

Indestructible

insincere

Django,
You drag your coffin around
You drag your coffin around
You drag your coffin around
Django,
You drag your coffin around
All around

cover your back
Sweet lovely death, when it’s the twilight of the dead

I’ll kill you all, yeah, Three more coffins
I’ll kill you all, yeah, Three more

Is to open up the door
The only thing that I must know
Is the way that I must go

Coffin fix
Coffin fix
Death, destruction, get your kicks
Coffin fix

the rapture will commence
One day your madness will ferment
Get in your coffin with your best friend
Coffin
Coffin
Coffin
If I could sing to you as a last

Put a body in a coffin let it rest there
Put a body in a coffin where there's no air
Let em pray to their gods that are not there
Yeah they messed

I blink
I blink I'm in my coffin coffin
I think way to often often
Yeah
I blink I'm in my coffin coffin
I think way to often often
Yeah

Hit

alive
See the inside of my
Sallow mind
I wanna bury myself alive
See the inside of my
Sallow mind
Put the nail
In the coffin
Put the nail
In the coffin