Drag Me To Hell - City Morgue

, yeah, aye, aye, aye, 'mula!, sacrifice your closest ones, see a opp, i'm smoking one, light it with a smoking gun, taste the coke, i'm over none, hunnid bloods, at your park, nigga, we ain't came to party, nigga, we gon' stain somebody, taking chains right off somebody, pull up in that brand new 'rari, yo' bitch give me maserati, pull up, you gon' get the shotty, hold up, you going ricky bobby, hold up, i got bands in my mst, give me, xans and the lsd, i got grams, keep it on me, catch these hands like you're joe pesci, i'll climb up, when i fall down, go meet god, deep in the ground, brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire, walking on cobblestone, all black attire, staking a cross in the ground where you lie, staking a cross in the ground where you lie, worship another then you aren't high, gods never die, so we walking on earth, city morgue, we the deacon of church, city morgue, we the deacon of church, you create a monster then you force it's exile, you create a race and you do not walk a mile, you create the gods that they worship and smile, but shepherd these sheep when they riled, i'll climb up, when i fall down, go meet god, deep in the ground