HellInACell lyrics

by

BONES



[Intro]
This is a graveyard exclusive

[Verse]
It's the no pulse havin' motherf*cker from the mitten state
Mind on the fence, lately I ain't had a lick of sleep
They can never do it how I do, so they just simulate
Whip the blade off my waist and hit em' with the Figure 8
Buck fifty, rip his face, lethal with the fishing plate
If you really want to f*ck around?
Let me know, we can set the date
Wind blowin', moon glowin', blood bath, serenade
Thunder crackin', rain pourin', wash away the f*ckin' pain
I ain't from the city, pus*y, know I'm from the dirt road
When your brother stab you in the back, just know it hurts more
Tear drop fallin', but I know I gotta stay strong
Life is a spot, that I know I won't stay long
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
f*ck it, buck 'em, motherf*cker
Ain't no time to run for cover
Shotgun shell hit the ground
But the reaper touched you
Shoot it like the repercussion
Blind, I can't see no other
Doin' it quite like BONES
Crack a smile while I post a sucker
[Chorus]
Baow, baow, watch out, sucker
It finna be a bloody summer
Baow, baow, watch out, sucker
9-1-1 seem like your favorite number
What? b*tch ([?])

[Bridge]
[?] motherf*ck the hood, [?]
[?]
Be up [on the level?] f*ck the people, get out the stu'
You can't be on my level, [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Baow, baow, watch out, sucker (Watch out, sucker, watch out, sucker)
It finna be a bloody summer (Finna be a bloody summer)
Baow, baow, watch out, sucker (Watch out, sucker, watch out, sucker)
9-1-1 seem like your favorite number
What? What?

[Instrumental Outro]
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net