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 - Out in The Parking Lot » Body Count - Mommas Gotta Die Tonight » Body Count - Root Of All Evil » Body Count - My way » Body Count - Masters Of Revenge » Body Count - Necessary Evil » Body Count - Necessary Evil » Body Count - Shallow Graves » Body Count - Strippers » Body Count - Hey Joe » Body Count - Born Dead » Body Count - Body Count » Body Count - Bring It To Pain » Body Count - Last Days » Body Count - cop killer \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Body Count - My Way » Body Count - Bring it to pain » Body Count - Body Count Anthem » Body Count - Kkk Bitch » Body Count - The Winners Loses Рекомендуем скачать: » Шухрат Хусаинов - Монолог призрака » Шуфутинский Михаил - Таганка » Шапиро Александр - Принцесса » Шура, Shura - День за окном » Шао? Бао! - Дорожная » Шystein Sunde - Pub-til-Pub-skoa » Шамиль Абряров - Беззвучное танго » Шуфутинский Михаил - Графиня » Шелег Михаил - В НАТУРЕ, АП! » Шystein Sunde - Liten Og GrшNn » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение Сальери » Шухрат Хусаинов - Вовсе было незачем лгать себе под праздники... » Шура - Порушка-Пораня » Шухрат Хусаинов - Городу » Шуфутинский Михаил - Море, море » Шелег Михаил - МЕЖДУ ПЕТЕРБУРГОМ И МОСКВОЙ » Шапиро Александр - Колыбельная » Шелег Михаил - ВОЛЯ » Шамиль Абряров - Оркестрик » Шуфутинский Михаил - Червончики
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