Kool-Aid in yo cup say hahn (Hahn) Drank this motherfucker up like hahn (Hahn) We gon' have a ball and party like it's Mardi Gra Even if ya on the wall
Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall. Leave the death ledger under city hall. Leave the joyful air and that rubber ball today. Leave the
Leave the bright, blue door on the white-washed wall Leave the death ledger under city hall Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today Just leave
tall, play the wall, and watch dem brain stall and wet yo' ass like rainfall I think you need a replacement, you're illin Call that buildin boy, you're still in the basement
We gonna, rock the whole crowd, come to your town Smash the door down, trash the whole room Kick the walls in, night to mornin' Then we do it again, it
bright as prophecy, Fulfilled by my steel will, and ironfist of M.A.D. The grand inquisitors, beyond all walls and perimeters The laws of the land cant
[Killah Priest] It's time.. I'm tied up in the basement, blindfolded by nine soldiers With rare paintings and fine sculptures, they spoke blatant Their
So motherfuck your opinion I'm a loony path, I kill pedestrians Families, neighbors, best of friends, anybody An' if I don't kill 'em, I keep 'em In my basement
was in her purse I bought balloons, and streamers, and stuff to munch I had a dollar left, I bought a Faygo punch I hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wall
There's a bump in the basement There's a knocking on the wall In the pumping of the pistons I swear I heard your call There's a bump in the basement
Yo, there's still time As the door close, the cold wind blows Down America like the Wall of Jericho Some will walk the sheet close Many are called but
? In the corridor on a wall Underneath the staircase in the hall On a hook behind the door In the closet, on the floor In the cupboard on a shelf In the basement
up the basement With what I was a-workin' with Stocked it full of jelly jars and heavy equipment We're in the basement So I fixed up the basement With
its thing we start wondering what it's for Stuck in a cold, dark basement you're surely expecting more But all you can see these days is four walls and
I look at my hotel wall Oh, the cot is so cold It don't feel like no bed at all Yeah, I lay down a while And I look at my hotel wall But he's down on
The big man ain't so big no more He's curled up on the basement floor His worldly goods around his feet He's lost his mind trying to keep The more you
for useless ohhhh i was in to whips'n'things she was into pain i would beat her black and blue when she called me names chained her to the basement wall