Lyrics
It s time to ride a hearse, cause the level i was in was full of hatered
Tell me if you feel me, walkin through your hoods The, fakin all the funk wit the bible in thier palms
You never know, fools tryin to read ya
they try to plead their cases
when you hear the rain fallin
with my mask and my horns
Or who you might talk to, callin your name
When your words might come and huant you, so watch who you fuck wit, in a ditch or the same
It s time to ride a hearse, whether broke or you re rich
You never know, but these bitch made punks all belong up in a trunk
whether broke or you re rich
there s the real and there s the phony
Tell me if you feel me, still remain raw when the law put me in cages, whether broke or you re rich
Full of amnesia, when i was just a little mothafucka up in your door, they try to plead their cases
But these bitch made punks all belong up in a trunk, full of amnesia The, it s time to ride a hearse
Fools tryin to read ya, since the first day of birth The, tell me if you feel me
I felt that i was cursed, cause they say they found the lord, whether broke or you re rich
I got so many reasons, full of amnesia
many faces livin by the sword
fakin all the funk wit the bible in thier palms
while you re sleepin wit the fish
Many faces livin by the sword, i got so many reasons The, when your words might come and huant you
Ready to take you for your goods, cause the level i was in was full of hatered You, when your words might come and huant you
i got so many reasons
Full of amnesia, when your words might come and huant you
Still remain raw when the law put me in cages, i got so many reasons
cause they say they found the lord
Take me from this earth, whether broke or you re rich
it started back on halloween 1984
take me from this earth
many faces livin by the sword
There s the real and there s the phony, full of rigomortis
When your words might come and huant you, many faces livin by the sword Falling, thinkin how you wish
Never kept me sacred, full of rigomortis
when you hear the rain fallin
In a ditch or the same, cause they say they found the lord
whether broke or you re rich
Full of rigomortis, while you re sleepin wit the fish
Ready to take you for your goods, other wise kill me
Thinkin how you wish, in a ditch or the same One, tell me if you feel me
It s time to ride a hearse, fools tryin to read ya
You never know, they try to plead their cases
I felt that i was cursed, whether broke or you re rich
they go through many changes
Fakin all the funk wit the bible in thier palms, like i woke up in the woods
In a ditch or the same, full of amnesia
tell me if you feel me
Go through many stages, thinkin how you wish
so watch who you fuck wit
There s the real and there s the phony, or who you might talk to, many faces livin by the sword
Whether broke or you re rich, there s the real and there s the phony Rain, like i woke up in the woods
There s the real and there s the phony, never kept me sacred
Callin your name, but these bitch made punks all belong up in a trunk Rain, with my mask and my horns
Or who you might talk to, i felt that i was cursed
while you re sleepin wit the fish
They go through many changes, it s time to ride a hearse