Letras:
Christian Death Death In Detroit

(Reed) Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather Whiplash girlchild in the dark Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him Strike, dear mistress,

mess? East vs. West, this rap game Where words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop

me catch you in Los Angeles without a pass Everybody in New York know that you a fag Come out the closet show the world how to use a pad Speakin death

a crew with dust and liquor too Too despicable Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo I rise like Christ The third night on mics But it ain't Easter It's only death

crew with dust and liquor too Too despicable Toss you off the terace on ritaloo(ritual) I rise like Christ The third knight on mics But it ain't Easter It's only death

Let me catch you in Los Angeles without a pass Everybody in New York know that you a fag Come out the closet show the world how to use a pad Speakin death

crew with dust and liquor too Too despicable Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo I rise like Christ The third night on mics But it ain't Easter It's only death

score Feelin trapped, like a leg lock figure-four Feelin free, like a dreadlocked reggae boy Devil's Night in Detroit, dig a shallow grave Mad Child hate Christian