Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless screams (Pray for death) Never feel death Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless scream
killing Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless screams (Pray for death) Never feel death Delete screams (Bring your death) Shadow of fear Endless scream
In 2006, it might sound like this NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
dance moves and shit! [classic evil laughter] Write me some shit called the Billie Jean is my lover! [classic evil laughter] I'm BACK NIGGA! WHY you so
special right here What-what, what-what-what? Yeah, it's a toast to the boogie baby Uhh, to the boogie-oogie-oogie Yeah, y'know! What's
alive In 2006, it might sound like this NY, 7-1-8's, 2-1-2's With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
: [music & lyrics: King Diamond] [Theme: Mike] She's Wearing White Again But Colours Always Betray Don't Look Into Her Eyes, There's An Evil Darkness
and the Beasts king, The Great Dragon as in our minds fly with Fire and thunder over the black heavens skies, The passed and the presents magic's master
rob me Who these people with them all at they gonna rob me I'm gonna take out my wallet to make sure they just get the money Nothing else.. (??) Oh it's
twenty thousand legues under tha sees hunger desease thunder..iv's till i bleed thunda..ina coma till tha needles pour coronas..when im equal to tha soul or yet evil
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all
in rhyme I preach to each to get off your ass, stand on your feet 'Cause everyday it's niggas lyin' dead in the street We stuck in our ways, it's different
, I'm already livin' in pain 'Cause I'm a gangsta It's like the ghetto's got a heart and a soul, a mind of it's own A hunger for a young cat to die '
strapped him to the front seat, missing all the front teeth thinking to herself when's the next time he's gonna punch me? i told this cunt she's gonna
In 2006, it might sound like this NY, 7 1 8's, 2 1 2's With Sue's rendezvous, it's like Moulin Rouge High fashion, uptown Air Force Ones and Vasquez
he's regrettin' that! But yet we still ain't accept the fact, That he's fuckin' his mother, And at the Last Supper, he confesses that. He's an undercover, Male-Lover, And oh yeah, Heaven's
) It's too late (It's way too late to say sorry, too late) Said, it's too late to apologize (Too late to apologize) It's too late (It's way too late to
