[Intro] One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, were gonna test your fate Nine, ten, were out to kill again Straight from the burning flames of hell A place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all godd cease Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia First, Krayzie Bone AKA Leatherface The Sawed Off Gangsta Second, Layzie Bone AKA the Number One Assassin Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace Fourth, Wish Bone AKA Stratejacket nigga! [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Krayzie] Sold my soul ot the devil But I changed my mind now I want it back But he wont coorperate so now its time to jack Called RIP and Stratejacket Number One Assassin is fully strapped We belled through hell in khakis, locs, and black skully caps So satan called his posse full of demons and witches We met up at the Abyss ready to salughter the bitches Yo, but wouldnt you know satan went out like a sucka So I left a message in blood "To be continued motherfucka" [Wish] Never praying at night Cause the heavens dont want me Sold my fuckin soul so I can live through eternity Killin at night and watching victims in the daylight A demon on the rise, and Im snatchin your fuckin life Been shot with a twelve gauge I died and made front page The devil sent me back and now Im using the same gauge Killin like a maniac, livin like a lunatic Some would say the strate is sick The devils who youre fuckin with [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Layzie] Im corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution A savage of torture shouldve been kept in a instution Been shot in the head I aint go out like a sucka But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucka Learned the devils tricks an how to run this shit I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you worship me The gates of hell on fire shooting flames cant be worse, G [Bizzy] Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason Im on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon Its the psychopathic maniac, manglin ladies stick a grenade in they pussy The I start stranglin babies See, its death to all my enemies thats RIP only tactic But if by chance we kill each other our soulsll go at it See Im doggin the triple six its death bt the sword I told satan that Im killin him trough the Ouija board [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Krayzie] Pick up the phone the war is on so get your weapons RIP just spotted the devil around the corner from heaven with his crew Drinking brews and im thinking " Damn thats foolish" Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Yall lets do this" Grabbed my click, gripped my dick Walked with my face to the groung chanting "Kill that motherfucka, now kill that motherfucka, now" Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss And now his crews on my dick because Im Hell Sent [Wish] Im standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck Im coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up Aint been in the church they say "No demons on holy dirt" Im fuckin Satans bitches He got mad and called body work A lynchin aint shit compared to what Im a give ya Im born and raised in hell and bitch Im sent here to kill ya Im Rosemarys baby Theres no more evil like me Cause when niggas think of death the motherfuckas picture me [Chorus] Murda, murda, murda, murda [Layzie] Let me call up my posse We talkin over the underground Yeah, satan and his boys the motherfuckas they going down Man I gotsta do it I aint down for a hassle I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in satans castle Im sick of this war now check it something has got to give We stormed to the back, and we took demons as hostages You want your people to live? Then youll forever pay me rent To stay in my knigdom because a nigga is Hell Sent [Bizzy] Now were walking through satans den The demons respected RIP Im running this motherfucka, hell aint shit A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole I told him "Ima be there aint no bitch in my soul" And when Im coming for your ass Aint no need to run Because Im so fuckin ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun Until we go at it, the RIP still wont repent An appetite for bloddy bodies Rest In Peace is Hell Sent
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
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