a killer... I'm gonna get what I deserve I am a killer, they're gonna fry my each and every nerve I've got less than an hour to kill I'm looking back
[Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door... they
: [Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door...
[Music by La Rocque, Lyrics by King Diamond] At midnight, an hour from now... they're gonna flick the switch Down the Hall, beyond the iron door...
, how I do the game, church Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get a nurse Let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller Kill
mother nature It's all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who's buyin', I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck
letting go Oh oh oh ohhh (Verse 2){Sean Kingston} I'm hearing your man not right 'Cuz yuh need Sean King inna yuh life, Gyual! King ah me name and me
like letting go Oh oh oh oh [Verse 2 - Sean Kingston] I'm hearing your man not right 'Cuz you need Sean King inna your life, gyal King ah mi name and
That's why I can't figure for the life of me You'd want to start this My crew is bottomless Street Lobotomists Gun slingers Glock cocked and diamond
, show it off Feel like letting go, oh, oh, oh, oh I'm hearing ya man not right 'Cause you need Sean King in ah ya life, gal King is my name and my name
my credit cards and a lot of ones Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple sprite Someone tell Malaya I'm on fire, she should work tonight Call her King of Diamonds
Nature It's all in the family but I am of no relation No matter who's buying, I'm a celebration Black and white diamonds, fuck segregation Fuck that
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, Nas, uh, yo Here I come from the housin' tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects
carve my name Nas too real, Nas true king It's however you feel, g'head, you swing Your arms too short to box with God I don't kill soloists only kill
top lessons aint a rapper and i will kill em i'm 19 now with 19 million back then it was all a dream these days i'm feeling like martin luther king [
karats in my piece and chain Sip-sippin? tha barre, grippin? tha grain I got 17 karats in my piece and chain From the third coast trenches where the killers
killer flow cuckomani last king and on the daily, call a mother fucker by the government, but call me crazy! yeah i'm on that fucking juice, have a sip
