Lyrics:
the blade up to his face
He cop a close shave
(He cop a close shave, yuh)
I spin his block up with
The metal, body gon' lay, Uh
(Brr) that should really tell
as a body count?
You don't bang heavy metal
Last time you seen a Body Count on your hands
Was when Ice T put his first album out
You ain't a gangster you're
2 million or better
Ill never worship the devil
Cant sell my soul for no metal
I had to shoot for the rarri piece wouldnt hit for the wraith
I used
just wanna rap
Facts cass' ain't strapped! You wanna ride
In ya girl car 10K I want him dead!
Put some numbers up for his box
Since he think he
on the gates for me
I was five the first time bullets sang to me
Metal lullabies, it was Novocain to me
Mama went to church, tried to pray for me
But the holy
keep this Glock on my hip
Keep that K on my waist, know that he don't mean shit, yeah
Fell in love with this bitch, she got metal in her lace, yeah
Fuck
Blank Face, tre 8, kill everybody, fuck an AK
Sell narcotics and step my dollars up to Bill Gates
PusH all limits, you lookin' timid, need to back
k’o Eiffel 65!
Cimaš se I trepćeš k’o bongo upališ mic
Ja upalim fitilj I okinem te s topom!
Heavy metal govno! Ideš na mene-
S čim? S plombom? Ne mreš
brooks critics, ta' kwe'(? ? ) xzibit
Gonna rock shit down like he can't get no visits
[all] one, two, three, four
[t.k] rock the whole world like
Cage, face off
The dark knight, i make it a dark night when
I'm gettin' that K off
Better than whoever done it
Even officers better run it with the drum
I
from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
from the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in sand
And then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf
But still remains
Ladies and gentlemen
Please welcome from Los Angeles California... PUNK
RIGHT
Come on come on
What's your name
P.U.N.K... PUNK
Heavy metal punk
the Gates of Eden
The savage soldier sticks his head in the sand and then complains
Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf but still remains
Upon the beach
different
I will never give my works to the devil but I rock out like heavy metal
And it's just something different, I'm just a vessel
Helping my people get
corner tryna catch another break
F**k school, tell them he was coming late
Block dry, hear they praying something shake
Now everybody taking off his
don't talk, I'm not messy, I'm CR7
When I touched my first thousand, I bought me a weapon
He DM me, I showed a K, he unsendin' his message
Me and my
referees play
We rising up from the depths of hell to the heavenly gates
I'm the reverie state and
I want 70K
I need 70K
I'ma get 70K
I'ma hit 70K
and never
comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt
comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt
the lights on me fuck pullin' over
I hit the gate take them boys down to Florida
I'm catchin' plays you just call take ya' order
Buddy get bricks and the bales
state to state
Walked around the corner
I bang and blast 'em all
Timmy slangin' iron
Run down blood on the gate
(Like, "Boom, boom, bop, ") bitch
This
says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like
a ruger on my waist
Iron in his mouth now that metal what he taste
Used to hit the block take the cops on a chase
Remember them days we was hiding from
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