Текст (слова) песни: Body Count - Bowels of The Devil

Out one night, yo, just chillin out with my crew

We were actin wild

cause I didnt have nothin else better to do.

Got a nine at my waist

Stay out my fuckin face.

You fuck with me

Right herell be your resting place.

Some ol sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me

I shot him in the face,

Murder, in the first degree.

Now Im sweatin, regrettin,

Thats not for me

They got me locked in the fuckin penitentiary.

Bowels of the devil,

Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,

Its stomachs filled with lost souls

Guts made out of steel and concrete.

Bowels of the devil,

Listen close, cause Ive been there before

And you dont wanna die there,

They call it goin out the back door,

The back door, the back door, the back door.

Walked in the club all the hos gave me the sex look

They like a nigga like me cause Im a known crook,

And my posses down, we dont mess around,

You fuck with us,

Youll be six feet underground.

That night they got me locked in a row called death

The governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath.

Thats right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me

Up here in this fuckin penitentiary.

Bowels of the devil,

Let me tell you what the sucka eats,

Its stomachs filled with my homeboys

Guts made out of steel and concrete.

Bowels of the devil,

Listen close, cause Ive been there before

And you dont wanna die there,

They call it goin out the back door,

The back door, the back door, the back door. yeah!

Bowels of the devil,

Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,

Its stomachs filled with my homeboys

Guts made out of steel and concrete.

Bowels of the devil,

Listen close, cause Ive been there before

And you dont wanna die there,

They call it goin out the back door,

The bowels of the devil,

Let me tell you what that sucka eats,

Its stomachs filled with lost souls

Guts made out of steel and concrete.

Bowels of the devil,

Listen close, cause Ive been there before

And you dont wanna die there,

They call it goin out the back door,

The back door, the back door, the back door.

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