[00:00.00]*Maniac laughing*
[00:10.72]Yeah, yeah, aye, aye, Mula!!!
[00:15.05]Sacrifice your closest ones! (Grrah!)
[00:17.00]See a opp, I'm smoking one! (Brrah!)
[00:18.74]Light it with a smoking gun! (Blaow!)
[00:20.55]Taste the coke, I'm over-numb!
[00:22.56]Hunnid bloods, at your party! (Let me in)
[00:24.41]Nigga, we ain't came to party! (**** outta here!)
[00:26.30]Nigga, we gon' stake somebody! (Take that)
[00:28.22]Take them chains right off somebody! (Give it up!)
[00:30.09]Pull up in that brand new 'rari! (Skrrt!)
[00:32.01]Your b***h give me Maserati! (Slide!)
[00:33.96]Hold up, you gon' get the shotty! (Blaow!)
[00:35.85]Hold up, you gon' Ricky Bobby! (Blaow!)
[00:37.75]Hold up, I got bands in my MST! (Mula!)
[00:40.23]Give me Xans and LSD! (Work)
[00:42.15]I got grams, keeping it sweet!
[00:44.15]Catch these hands like you're Joe Pesci!
[00:46.80]I'll climb up
[00:50.57]When I fall down
[00:54.41]Go meet God
[00:58.09]Deep in the ground
[01:00.86]Brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire
[01:02.60]Walking on cobblestone, all black attire
[01:04.46]Stake and a cross in the ground where you lie
[01:06.41]Stake and a cross in the ground where you lie (Die)
[01:08.33]Worship another then you aren't high
[01:10.22]Gods never die, so I'm walking on earth
[01:12.08]City Morgue, we the deacon of church
[01:13.99]City Morgue, we the deacon of church
[01:15.93]You create a monster then you force its exile
[01:19.44]You create a race and you do not walk a mile
[01:23.26]You create the Gods that they worship and smile
[01:27.09]But shepherd these sheep when they riled
[01:32.58]I'll climb up
[01:36.29]When I fall down
[01:40.19]Go meet God
[01:43.84]Deep in the ground

*Maniac laughing*
Yeah, yeah, aye, aye, Mula!!!
Sacrifice your closest ones! (Grrah!)
See a opp, I'm smoking one! (Brrah!)
Light it with a smoking gun! (Blaow!)
Taste the coke, I'm over-numb!
Hunnid bloods, at your party! (Let me in)
Nigga, we ain't came to party! (**** outta here!)
Nigga, we gon' stake somebody! (Take that)
Take them chains right off somebody! (Give it up!)
Pull up in that brand new 'rari! (Skrrt!)
Your b***h give me Maserati! (Slide!)
Hold up, you gon' get the shotty! (Blaow!)
Hold up, you gon' Ricky Bobby! (Blaow!)
Hold up, I got bands in my MST! (Mula!)
Give me Xans and LSD! (Work)
I got grams, keeping it sweet!
Catch these hands like you're Joe Pesci!
I'll climb up
When I fall down
Go meet God
Deep in the ground
Brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire
Walking on cobblestone, all black attire
Stake and a cross in the ground where you lie
Stake and a cross in the ground where you lie (Die)
Worship another then you aren't high
Gods never die, so I'm walking on earth
City Morgue, we the deacon of church
City Morgue, we the deacon of church
You create a monster then you force its exile
You create a race and you do not walk a mile
You create the Gods that they worship and smile
But shepherd these sheep when they riled
I'll climb up
When I fall down
Go meet God
Deep in the ground