Testi:
King Gordy

them up, we're piercing their skin. Chop their heads off. Tear it off, chew on their limbs. Drink blood for protein and yes we'll do it again. Your king

Hit 'em Kick 'em Punch 'em Stomp 'em Hit 'em Kick 'em Punch 'em Stomp 'em Hit 'em Kick 'em Punch 'em Stomp 'em [Verse 2] (Hey King Gordy, niggaz off

I was once a pretty angel, I once stood by you I always did good by you My wings were whiter than snow, you loved me so But when I started a war, you

em why!) So I can get high and start spittin the fire. (Aw, Gordy!) Let these niggaz know why they call you 'siah [Verse 3] I got the scripture of a king

[feat. Bizarre, Prozak & Kehoa] Me and my soccer mom is locked in an octagon. With boxers on and knuckle guards around our palms. Who's the first to

way, for a juggalo to know. Raise your horns up, even if your dead, face ripped and torn up. Jump out your brains and catch the horrorshow. King Gordy

: King Gordy] I'm all alone in my basement with a gun. (I'm so high) I'm all alone in my basement with a gun. (Time to die) [Verse 1: King Gordy] All

a jade green flower, and early blue She lets dirty men in her precious womb in the darkness (The darkness) Oh, the darkness When darkness falls a rich king

roll? Well welcome to the horrorshow! You say your girlfriend's a hoe? Well bring her nasty ass down to the horrorshow! You said you never heard of King Gordy