my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell I'm gonna get you, Satan get you Hell's Bells Yeah, Hell's Bells You got me ringing Hell's Bells My temperature'
more seconds, gimmie one more shot Gimmie hell below, gimmie strength on top You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricane Yeah hitch your watgon to a hurricane
of Anu's retribution unfurled. Eruption in the air - water cascading Tilting of the land - mountains toppling Winds whipping and lashing - hurricane
impact of a Mac truck When I'm sendin 'em Yo, my funky rhymes flow Kickin it like psycho And I'm exploding like nitro-glis Coming like a hurricane bliss
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Hurricane Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow Bum bum bum Bum bum
, away, away This feels like the coldest day in a hurricane Looking through a glass window And ya screaming to the top of yours lungs And the bells done
my baby When she's gone around the bend? Egyptian bells are ringing When it's her birthday Sweet nothin', I'm talking about you There's a hurricane
crew and good captain well-seasoned Concluding some terms with a couple steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night when the ship's bell
here-we're there-we're everywhere Highly intox-icated but we don't care (B-Legit) I'm from the H.I.L.L. the place where my niggas bell A mack muthafuckin
warning bell that rings It's a call, so our loneliness We can't see We roll the dice, we play like fools Plead with time to change the rules It's like a hurricane
make me sing [Chorus] Ya make me sing like a lone wolf howling Ya make me sing like an angel fly Make me sing like a church bell ringing to let you
But we are not snakes and what's more we never will be And if we stay swimming here forever we will never be free I heard them ringing the bells in
tells long for love, it started in new amsterdam, she's gone, gone through change, gone through planes and magazines, and that is all, the church bells
Raining slapping on the window pane An hour or more of teeming Storm punching like a hurricane That tore him out of dreaming Air screaming through the
in a cold, cold sweat You'll ain't see me crying And when it hurts, I'll carry the pain Reasons for dying I will unleash a hurricane I'm the pain in
a Mac truck When I'm sendin' 'em Yo, my funky rhymes flow, Kickin it like psycho And I'm exploding like nitro-glis, Coming like a hurricane bliss
Bottom to the top You're my kinda lover For ever and ever, yeah, yeah Get out on the road with some midnight riders And I rock with some downtown belles
's gone In the rubble and the steam Will you save a line for me When my back's against the wall And there's no one else to call With the bell down on