the king of the fools [CHORUS] To hell and back - To hell and back We survived through it all To hell and back - To hell and back We survived through
on burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning my soul) (soul) Burning my soul (burning
Give me two fat tabs and three shrooms And you won't see me like fat people in steam rooms And when I go to hell and I'm gettin ready to leave I'ma put
the quarterback peeps and screams (blue 43) That means that its time for me To run out the back like a bat straight outta hell My tracks burn turf when
but what's the point Esham and I'm from D motherfuckin' troit Back up off me I'm black like coffee I rock for the suicidalists not the softees Up and
pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're not quick and nimble I go crazy
ve already seen hell and the danger pay is good but every cent that he gets is earn't and he's alive but burning out driving through scorched earth and
off of my porch And it was dark as fuck I couldn't see, not even with a torch I hear the streets talkin, and they aware of my move They whisperin, and
your dogs in it Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs When you play the game of life and the win ain'
, that old serpent Which is called the Devil, and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years, And cast him into The bottomless pit, and shut him up, and
in hand It's not who you are, it's who you know Others' lives are the basis of your own Burn your bridges and build them back with wealth Judge not
me I don't wanna be nothing I'm taking back what used to be mine I don't wanna be nothing Take me from this hell I'm in I don't wanna be nothing
?? What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin??? Well, I?ma be choppin? and cuttin? and breakin? and beatin? and shakin? And fuckin
left And if that passion burns out then "Gimmesumdeath" [Cage] Churchbells ringing, I'm only six My foot up my dads chest, I'm pulling his turnicet back
shoot it'll be all hell Well then let 'em burn ???????????????? Seven churn and i be damn if i let 'em go If i don't get my dough Then hell will be all
and nothin but the truth so help your God fuck you all now! [Pitbull] he's back for another one this time he's back harder, stronger and and and a little
no, no, no I'm not a gangsta But I won't hesitate To cock back, bust and point blank ya Lord thank ya I'm like that coke and weed When it burn slow Motherfucker
