Primrose Cla** - Horrorminorz lyrics

Life After d**h which one do you choose I sing the blues until my tongue gets black I breathe my last breath on a funky track I shot those s**ers and I'll shoot the rest I'm down with NATAS and the Life After d**h To the beat to the beat To the funk and the freak that I kick s** my dick s** my f**ing dick The preacher told me I shouldn't say We're all gonna die on Judgement Day The preacher told a lie that's why I don't pray God bless the child to the rhythm that I play Life After d**h When you die then you're dead Headed for the afterlife Hole in your head The Symptoms of Insanity's got me on the ledge Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge I get rough like a nap in a n***as head I'll chop off your And then I'll fill it full of lead So you can tell the preacher That a n***a's out to teach ya Not a creature feature But I'm still out to reach ya I'm not a Bapist or a Buddha or a monk Just a funky n***a With the (Shaolin) funk So if I spill my guts upside a bloody cross My hands all bloody inside the bloody sauce So tell me what's next God knows my name I feel no pain So is there Life After d**h And shorting, murder, because the blood tripping And now to the [?] The Horror Film, [?] Dexter, Dexter, Dexter! And now ill see you and dexter And deep in the wall shot was group is the dexter Dead body with the camp, [?] Hold On, Hold On, Hold On, Hold On! These like a Hold On!, Now these of d**h 436 is the last with the k**s Watch these burial ground, [?] Wrong Turn 3: Left 4 Dead these now is dark When I, When I darkness, darkside d**h these scamp him cropiotion, evil last [?], Takin' Takin Takin'? this now k**s with the [?] Now, [?] Elevator's darkness is sights and Heaven streets The d**h this gotta hit myself his k**s alonger Saw (Saw!), Saw Tooth, and the hell dead n***as Yep, who known is else also this who's insane Yep, Yep, Yep, Yep! Now comin' breakin' sound the game Shot down is Primrose Cla**, [?] Spellings like finna trynna should on Only be used when necessary for the ryhme Scheme, [?] It's for the titled day is nightmares G like a [?] Witness need is the scared for the tasty, the groups f**in' groups, my groups