: Consume. Defecate. Consume again. Hollow and empty. Consume. And this is where we're at. Running in reverse. I'll tell you what you need to be through
Consume. Defecate. Consume again. Hollow and empty. Consume. And this is where we're at. Running in reverse. I'll tell you what you need to be through
mentality Merciless verses burn like acid when you battle me yeah Temple of doom 4000 levels to consume [K-Rino:] Step in the temple of doom Lyrical
Übersetzung: The Briggs. Indiana Jim Jones (und der Volksrepublik Temple Of Doom).
my mentality Merciless verses burn like acid when you battle me yeah Temple of doom 4000 levels to consume [K-Rino:] Step in the temple of doom Lyrical
sets in as the horns start to grow Suddenly I become somebody I dont know [Chorus] Whoa-what do I do? Ooh ooh ooh oh This body?s temple of doom Whoa
have just until dawn I remember every face Spirits show me every place First one sleeps inside his bed Place my fingers on his head To each temple push
the temple of your doom What is the colour of your hope This dream is yours to choose Virgin wilting on the altar Of the temple of your doom Your rainbow
up, bulldozed through the livin' room Hopped out of the car and started to blow up Buck, buck and a kabloom, me blew All them bodies all over the room, them doomed
Check it We can go toe to toe with the blows to the temple (NOT) Not the Temple of Doom so make room for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?)
then you want to blast off unto the moon But you might get trapped in a temple of doom You might get trapped in a temple of doom Moonlight illuminate
in jeeps over the weekend Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin' The only deacon is death when you left wounded Layin' on the ground and meet your doom
dawn I remember every face Spirits show me every place First one sleeps inside his bed Place my fingers on his head To each temple, push and smother Till
killed more than nuclear's warhead Or street serfs who walk around dressed in all red Bobby Digi said if you ever in Compton or Long Beach Break my sons Doc Doom
] corner 'em all, consume 'em And sent them in a murder with a Mack-10 Pack that gat, so them had it Ready, set, aim, and straight to pull the flame off the temple
Of the forbidden knowledge Casting Evil Spells we're children of the grave The serpent's raising hell, turn masters into slaves Sitting on his throne in temples of doom
dies, slow death Refugee Camp, Bounty Killer Michael Jackson brought you Thriller It made all the gun man holler Mack 11 guard your gorilla Through the temples of doom