What's sizzlin', demons, angels, and civilians Welcome to my Purgatory party, baby They say it ain't nothing but farms where we from They think we can
on hit on get on the dick of this Slick niggara but you can always call the Nina A killer in America, amerikilla I got skills to kill like overdosin
pass it 'til your eyes bleed White cocaine Light it, sniff it, now you feel the rush Numb your brain In hell you're an angel on the dust PCP Dip it
fronted me the birdie and Phil got the costumers comin' to get it early we Came a long way from police chasin' Us for dope in our socks and angel dust
choppin' ah Kill for cutties you couldn't see with bionoculars Leave you in ashes or with the dirt on top of ya Crazy like a bag of angel dust suckas
this....) Make it rough (We have sporadic fires throughout the city of Los Angeles) Verse 1: Not guilty the filthy devils tried ta kill me When the
continues here in this command post) Make it rough (We have sporadic fires throughout the city of Los Angeles) Not guilty the filthy, devils tried ta kill
mon who fight evil doer That's why the angels a fan me with the eagles feather Chorus Verse 3 Ca me say nuff mon a pray to animal and images Some kill
Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck? Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck Bigger Thomas
For I'm too scared But who'll take care of my dears? So untrue brave new world seems to me, mankind's cruel Soon we'll reciprocate kill each and all
I know, all your love is with me -Beat him, -tread him, -kill him- I'm your sowrd, I'm your angel of death This is the place where I kill for you This
killing lasts for so many years Life lights burn so fast - all that's left are tears Do you really believe our gods want us to kill? Not one word of
I need you I'll lead you I'll thrill you I'll kill you I'll lead you out of the night That once has fallen upon us Revenge for the stab with a dagger
around Smashed into the ground Ecstasy of killing blinded my eyes I cannot remember the day it has begun, Nor do I know why Once I learned to kill and
a land with bloodcovered history Then the last man of their kind finished life in prison he's a martyr for their aims started killing seasons Now they
their dying eyes and suffering OH my love, I need to kill Believe in me, I promise you, I soon will close my arms around you But still I'm killing
yeah, 52's biggest dream man You know his biggest dream was Me and him go party with you On the trail of torn out twisters Two angels on a mission came Dust
ll just get distracted Don't tell the DJs, they already suspect us Don't mention the bloodshed, don't mention the skins Don't tell them, Ybor City almost killed