Testi:
Brain Drill

will soon be dead Drill into the cranium Open hole is spewing blood Insert the straw into the brain Every drop of blood is drained Drilling for brains

the fire though.. [Chorus 2X: 112 with various ad-libs] Papa coming home, like to give you that raw Favorite position, from the back door Girl you know the drill

with a thought to dare So take aim, children take aim the drill sargeant sang with ample perspiration ordered stop your respiration and end the flow of oxygen to the brain

pain I have to drill! Spins around through your head, Penetrates 'til you're dead. Burrows through, makes the kill, Choose your gun, choose your drill! You are the virus in my brain

!" mugged up like Rocky I'm getting rid of niggas like a nigger-hating Nazi And this is how the cops kill when I drill your head with nails like Hellraiser

[Chorus - B-Real] I'm a little bit off the chain, you can call me insane, but the fact remains That I'm a pyscho Better get it through your brain, when

equal hemorrhages Bad dreams and foul images Y'all real funny, when I rain it spills runny While it's still sunny, I bill money and drill hunnies DJ's

Maybe it's the hinde that has gotten in me Whatever's gotten into me I don't mind Your dreams of getting the pill, you are literally getting the drill

can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh no I won't back down, oh no (Verse 1) Cadillacs appeals, Coupe Deville's Brain