(A tiskit a taskit The scarecrows out his casket Turn out the lites and lock the doors Prayin that he passes) A vision of the dead and the inbread
[Verse 1:] Now tell me this What u fucking with the lames for girl? Scoop u up out the night and take u to my world Shotgun shells, Beer cans, and
Out here, out here where the sun don't shine, We bout that hardcore liquour and that muskadine wine, Out here, it's a fight even to survive, You a lucky
{AMB} (2xs') Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest Its the time of the harvest Your time {Bonez Dubb} My ride broke down on a mountain of
Sippin on down sippin around tippin up a another cupa sippin' on down sippin on down sippin around tippin up another cupa sippin on down 12 gauge double
In the belly of the beast, a place thats miles away In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray A choir sings with their eyes sewn shut By
Verse 1. In my hands I hold the key to who I wanna be Solutions to my problems are just sitting right in front of me I crush them up with a little bit
[Verse 1:] So many times i sit and ask myself why are u afraid to die. What is this fear that blinds u Is it the thought of uncontrollable pain or