with no chase My knife work like the guillotine sword Cut niggas, stop frontin' for my killa bee swarm, somethin' Empty out the whole clip and reload Shot gun barrel
In a strange land far from these shores lay two men and a woman killed by the law No matter what country Under the sun You can't mete justice From the barrel
I'm broken down and barrel chested again Some people try for all their lives but they never make a dent You hang around broke, bored and restless again
waiting for And all the couples form a ring For miles around you'll hear them sing Roll out the barrel, we'll have a barrel of fun Roll out the barrel
barrel Bring out the barrel Roll out the barrel Don't bring out the barrel now Roll out the barrel Bring out the barrel Roll out the barrel Don't bring
We say Deo, Deo, Deo Roll that barrel out We say Deo, Deo Twist the tap and pass it around He owns a Graddel by banyan tree And old Jamacia called the
I I've been I've been staring down the barrel of a gun Whatever I've done I'm not the one I'm not the one Whatever I've done I'm not the one I'm not
I am the magnificent I'm backed by the shack of a soul boss most turnin' stormin' sound o'soul I am double u o,o,o and I'm still up here again Hey
Well you're a good man Albert Brown And you was wounded in the war And though you shot some people down You're still a good man Albert Brown Well you'
I kill you all with a 6-barrel shotgun I kill you all but I need you so I tear my finger from the trigger, baby I tear my fingers ?cause I?m feeling low
Wanna Ride? (Car noises)
-brown overcoat suitably camouflaged They saw him catch a train Father of three its disgusting Such a horrible thing to do Harold 'The Barrel' cut off
I'm hiding in a rain barrel Inside these consul walls, This shaft of light is so narrow I can't see much at all, Outside I hear the feet running Voices
so pleasin' And I can't stop You get right down to the bottom of the barrel And you float back on top You get right down to the bottom of the barrel
near it It's gonna get you, it's gonna get you It's gonna get you, it's gonna get you Looking down the barrel of a gun Son of a gun, son of a bitch
I fell into a barrel of monkeys; I tried real hard but I couldn't get the money He's calling me baby but he ain't my honey I fell into a barrel of monkeys
baby, don't come near it It's gonna getchya, it's gonna getchya It's gonna getchya, girl, it's gonna getchya Looking down the barrel of a gun Son of
