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(Intro) Leichlingen One, two, Bone is coming for you Three, four, better lock the doors Five, six, better load your clips Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate Nine, ten, we're 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 Leichlingen Homepage Design 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 won't coorperate so now it's 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 wouldn't 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 don't 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 I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life Been shot with a twelve gauge I died and made front page The devil sent me back and now I'm using the same gauge Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic Some would say the strate is sick The devil's who you're fuckin' with
(Chorus) Murda, murda, murda, murda
(Layzie) I'm corrupt and demented and I diminish by execution A savage of torture should've been kept in a instution Been shot in the head I ain't go out like a sucka But I still died went to hell and just took over the muthafucka Learned the devil's 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 can't be worse, G
(Bizzy) Hell sent they call me RIP for a reason I'm on a road to see bloddy bodies just call me a demon It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy The I start stranglin' babies See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it See I'm doggin' the triple six it's death bt the sword I told satan that I'm 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 that's foolish" Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Y'all let's 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 crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent
(Wish) I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck I'm coming for satan and my intentions is to fuck him up Ain't been in the church they say "No demons on holy dirt" I'm fuckin Satan's bitches He got mad and called body work A (?) ain't shit compared to what I'm a give ya I'm born and raised in hell and bitch I'm sent here to kill ya I'm Rosemary's baby There's 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 ain't down for a hassle I kicked the gates into hell and started a roit in satan's castle I'm 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 you'll forever pay me rent To stay in my knigdom because a nigga is Hell Sent
(Bizzy) Now we're walking through satan's den The demons respected RIP I'm running this motherfucka, hell ain't shit A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul" And when I'm coming for your ass Ain't no need to run Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made the devil go buy a gun Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent An appetite for bloddy bodies Rest In Peace is Hell Sent
