In shackles the dreams keep haunting But don't you turn away, from the light of day Then everything fades to black [CHORUS] Go back to Hell The dawning
, let's see your seat belt fastened Trunk rattlin', like two midgets in the back seat wrestlin' Speaker box vibrate the tag Make it sound like aluminum cans
't run shit, yeah Who run this shit? We run this bitch Put your hands up, nigga Put your hands up, bitch Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands, trick My back
any cost so it's no remorse When I'm blastin' off like you been askin' for it When Black step in the door all hats is off Your hands up in the air goin' back
Girl came through, the light skin honey with the cinnamon smell Girl was so enticing, baby, make a nigga choose hell Momma hopped up on cocaine Daddy
bad habit I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, and the Silly Rabbit, Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm glowing Alright, I'm done, cut em back on, wait, where
a hundred degrees, Where I'm from you might see Suffa MC, Walking the traps trying to escape the map, Ninety one was my shit I'm trying to take it back
you got on the stage you would all be warned About if you're good enough, to rock the place But if you wasn't they would throw beer cans in your face
together Holly wore a string around her finger There are strings attached to every single lover But they still can't even tether us together Listen to the back
the right (right) Run up in the house shut the door goodnight Come back out bout 20 minutes later braggin to the homies how i shook that hater start back hangin start back
wanna go If Heaven ain't a lot like Detroit, I'd just a soon stay home If they ain't got no 8 mile like they do up in the D Just send me to Hell or Salt
a mess, streets bloody as hell Study my 12, I cut him he fell A druggie on bail, nutty as well With search light, bud he revealed Dead or in jail They're headed for hell
My mother said, "You sucked my pussy when you came out Don't ever talk back, I handed your life and I'll snatch it back" I'm just a latch key kid with
toke down A little city, chillin' in the North Bay Needless to say, my boyz don't play fool Yorker sidin' you know how the song goes In the back, sippin
well To shun the heaven that lead men to this hell If all the stars disappear and die And I'm looking at an empty sky Oh, I'll be damned back behind
was a time when drive-ins first opened You used to pull in and get out, exchange hellos, greetings Evidentally some people were getting out and exchanging Something a little heavier than hellos
