"In Hell Wit A Heart Fulla Hope" lyrics
Old smoke comin back round
I bet it's so cold under that ground
Bury me in a Lo Lo coat with a Mac-12
Hell don't do pat downs
We're in hell, but I like my cell
We're in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
We're in hell, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
A dozen commies at your door
Turn a robbery into a war
There's gotta be more
Kill the poor with a hundred thousand dollars worth of body armor on
Sing it, let the bodies hit the floor
Zodiac, Kodiac, bear
To your old dog and pony act, don't react scared
You say it's lonely at the top
All my homies at the bottom
If you want, we can swap
Slide on the bourgeoisie like Luigi
Spray the windshield, what I squeeze ain't a squeegee
Make it look easy, if you want to see thee
CEO at the meeting, you'll need a Ouija
Board
Teach these pigs if they hoard
Or repeat actions of before
The repeat action rifles that would like nothing more
To ratchet up show up with a ratchet at your door
Come on, man
Old smoke coming back around
I bet it's so cold under that ground
Bury me in a Lo Lo coat with a Mac-12
Hell don't do pat downs
I'm in hell, but I like my cell
I'm in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I'll take this world with myself
Honest to God, we will do to your promenade
What the U.S. did to Islamabad
Trying to give the squad what Bin Laden got
So we only move the food after dark like it's Ramadan
Silk the Shocka meets Chaka Khan
We do wop like Shahnana
Hunnit shot bandoliers when we Tommyknock
Show up with Langoliers to your Shangri-La
We do wop like Shahnana
Hunnit shot bandoliers when we Tommyknock
Show up with Langoliers to your Shangri-La
Angel hands holding on the pen when I write the words
Same ones holding on the syringes that put my homies in the dirt
Rich begging for sympathy from us peasants
Better enjoy it now, you'll never get into heaven
Eye of the needle
Lifestyle is vile and evil, but it's justifiable
Just because you're a Bible reader
The two sides of our leadership ain't rivals either
Both genocidal capitalist child eaters
Come on, man
Old smoke coming back around
Where it's Lo Lo coat with the MAC-12
Hell don't do pat-downs
We're in hell, but I like my cell
We're in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
Old smoke coming back around
The bat is so cold under that ground
Burning me with a low-low cold in the MAC-12
Hell don't do pat-downs
We're in hell, but I like myself
We're in hell, but I like myself
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
There is not all that glows
Until that's resolved
One way or the other
Then we'll go on
Kicking down this obscene narrative
Which is the better one
Which is the better one
There is not all that glows
Until that's resolved
One way or the other
Then we'll go on
Kicking down this obscene narrative
Which is the better one
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
I bet it's so cold under that ground
Bury me in a Lo Lo coat with a Mac-12
Hell don't do pat downs
We're in hell, but I like my cell
We're in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
We're in hell, but I like myself
Hate this world, but I like myself
A dozen commies at your door
Turn a robbery into a war
There's gotta be more
Kill the poor with a hundred thousand dollars worth of body armor on
Sing it, let the bodies hit the floor
Zodiac, Kodiac, bear
To your old dog and pony act, don't react scared
You say it's lonely at the top
All my homies at the bottom
If you want, we can swap
Slide on the bourgeoisie like Luigi
Spray the windshield, what I squeeze ain't a squeegee
Make it look easy, if you want to see thee
CEO at the meeting, you'll need a Ouija
Board
Teach these pigs if they hoard
Or repeat actions of before
The repeat action rifles that would like nothing more
To ratchet up show up with a ratchet at your door
Come on, man
Old smoke coming back around
I bet it's so cold under that ground
Bury me in a Lo Lo coat with a Mac-12
Hell don't do pat downs
I'm in hell, but I like my cell
I'm in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I'll take this world with myself
Honest to God, we will do to your promenade
What the U.S. did to Islamabad
Trying to give the squad what Bin Laden got
So we only move the food after dark like it's Ramadan
Silk the Shocka meets Chaka Khan
We do wop like Shahnana
Hunnit shot bandoliers when we Tommyknock
Show up with Langoliers to your Shangri-La
We do wop like Shahnana
Hunnit shot bandoliers when we Tommyknock
Show up with Langoliers to your Shangri-La
Angel hands holding on the pen when I write the words
Same ones holding on the syringes that put my homies in the dirt
Rich begging for sympathy from us peasants
Better enjoy it now, you'll never get into heaven
Eye of the needle
Lifestyle is vile and evil, but it's justifiable
Just because you're a Bible reader
The two sides of our leadership ain't rivals either
Both genocidal capitalist child eaters
Come on, man
Old smoke coming back around
Where it's Lo Lo coat with the MAC-12
Hell don't do pat-downs
We're in hell, but I like my cell
We're in hell, but I like my cell
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
Old smoke coming back around
The bat is so cold under that ground
Burning me with a low-low cold in the MAC-12
Hell don't do pat-downs
We're in hell, but I like myself
We're in hell, but I like myself
No matter how hot, never ice myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
I hate this world, but I like myself
There is not all that glows
Until that's resolved
One way or the other
Then we'll go on
Kicking down this obscene narrative
Which is the better one
Which is the better one
There is not all that glows
Until that's resolved
One way or the other
Then we'll go on
Kicking down this obscene narrative
Which is the better one
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
We're in hell
