us We answer not to you It's blood money, we're paying all the time, It's blood money, no reason or no rhyme It's blood money, we're paying all the time
Übersetzung: Metal Church. Blood Money.
with crack packs All eyes on me Turned fitteds to flapjacks Marinate, let the crack settle with rebels Sit and get behind the money This is black metal
I'm crown Royal sit back laughin' while y'all plans foul Y'all funny style, you'll never make it to trial it ain't a game kid World premier, metal gear
Royale sit back laughin' while ya'll plans foyale ya'll funny style, you'll never make it to trial It ain't a game kid. [Verse 4: (Rhyme Recca)] World premier, metal
Used to be where I could only trust me and myself And then that heavy metal devil that could send 'em straight to Hell wit it Thought it was no helpin
only We hope we got dats why I'll die for the faith I'm a saint [Verse 1:] Used to be where I could only trust me and myself And then that Heavy Metal
when the church corrupt. When the mayor knuckle dust city worker bugs. When the stars finger babies like I flirt with sluts. You'll see the fire engine red fox ears perk up. Metal
funerals, splatter banquets Bang automatic ratchets and broadcast the transcript We staring down the barrel of another 9/11 Souls condemned to burn in Hell, far cry from Heaven Blood money
Bounce when the church corrupt. When the mayor knuckle dust city worker bugs. When the stars finger babies like I flirt with sluts. You'll see the fire engine red fox ears perk up. Metal
' while ya'll plans foyale ya'll funny style, you'll never make it to trial It ain't a game kid. [Verse 4: Rhyme Recca] World premier, metal gear fanfare
m from Brooklyn, where niggaz get found in they Benz With the back of the medula, splashed out on the tint Where the money and church collide, and the
