(Price) Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they... Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they... Bury my body Cause my soul is gonna live With God
Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body Lord, I don't care where they Bury my body 'Cause my soul is gonna live With God, oh, oh, oh,
Traduzione: Animali. Bury My Body.
follicles in my pores To every single pore in my skull Hard from my mouth to my jaws From my jaws to my torso where my organs are stored And from my
front page bitch I hear that niggas bout to bring it to my places of war So I'm sittin in my chair with my face in the door Give my Haitians a call tell
will shoot a crater (ahhh) In your screwface and doofus gaffers My ruthless anger got animal-in-the-zoo behavior Now who's the spayer? (hey) Lose your body
loving the yella's, that's why I nicknamed you Cheddar But they'd better not touch ya, or better see my baretta You'll never leave by my side, even though
wilder Counted, counted, weighed and parted Wilder, wilder, wilder, wilder Ripped to pieces - Ripped apart My spirit exiled My mind like space My body
with ya own fork Bag you on ya own fort, murdered men can't talk Everyday I'ma slay a perpitrator, bury the horse Body on land, now everything he rode
freak handin' out cups like I was Jim Jones Bury the rubble, half y'all live in the bubble Fakin' my own death to forge passports and body doubles Flash
X triple the threat Mad dog wreck a animal house send in the vets There it goes picking my nose fixing my clothes At the same time keeping my flows different
the threat Mad dog wreck a animal house send in the vets There it goes picking my nose fixing my clothes At the same time keeping my flows different
when you might need to know skills In body disposal it's no frills Dead Body Disposal Are you interested in hearing my proposal? [Verse 2] Bodies begin
[Verse 1] Yeah my mafia's like a posse of ya soldiers trooping through Bosnia Body ya; To bury ya with a hundred bodies on top of ya Your life's expired
like forever. From ontological bric-a-brac, and without knowing quite what they mean, I select my four ambassadors: my double, my shadow, my shining covering, my
die why you bull shittin niggas was dyin to catch a taste bustin my automatics and motherfuckas in foreign places needin no break they seein my face and they bury
shit like pestilence war and famine Animals move animals reputed Every daily grades let it be the reason My Cleveland niggas revolve like dead bodies