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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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 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. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Bowels of The Devil: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/2889.html Все тексты песен: Body Count » Body Count - Last Breath » Body Count - Body Count`s In The House » Body Count - Smoked Pork » Body Count - Oprah » Body Count - Truth or death » Body Count - Bring It To Pain » Body Count - Necessary Evil » Body Count - You`re Fuckin` With BC » Body Count - Dr. k » Body Count - Body Count » Body Count - You`re f**kin` with bc » Body Count - My Way » Body Count - My way » Body Count - Hey Joe » Body Count - Kkk Bitch » Body Count - Last Days » Body Count - A Statistic » Body Count - Masters of Revenge » Body Count - Born Dead » Body Count - Killing Floor Рекомендуем скачать: » Лепс Григорий - Ну и что » Леонид Нахамкин - Вот старые рифмы, » Людмила Катанова - Прилетала маленькая муза... » Любовные истории - Не забывай обо мне » Леонид Шехтман - Сиреневый бульвар » Любовь Миненкова - Россия » Леонард Хируг - Псалом 51 » Леонард Хируг - Эхо » Людмила Чеботарева - Блюз для бездомных душ » Леонид Сергеев - Караван » Лилия Савицкая - Зимы рвут обещания вечности... » Любовь Успенская - Барон фон дер Пшик » Людмила Чеботарева - За день до сотворенья мира (Из цикла Вечные Женщины) » Леонид Семаков - Звездочет » Л.Агутин - Не унывай » Лада Дэнс - Рэгги в ночи » Лето - Позови » Леонид Нахамкин - Я теперь говорю по-английски... » Любовь Миненкова - В этом мире » Леонид Ваксман - Новый год
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