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Bowels of the Devil

Bowels of the Devil Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Bowels of the Devil By Body Count?
Out one night, yo, just chillin' out with my crew
We were actin' wild 'Cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do. Got a nine at my waist Stay out my fuckin' face. You f*ck with me Right here'll be your resting place. Some ol' sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me I shot him in the face, Murder, in the first degree. Now I'm sweatin', regrettin', That's not for me They got me locked in the fuckin' penitentiary. Bowels of the devil, Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats, Its stomach's filled with lost souls Guts made out of steel and concrete. Bowels of the devil, Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't want to die there, They call it goin' out the back door, The back door, the back door, the back door. Walked in the club all the ho's gave me the sex look They like a nigga like me 'cause I'm a known crook, And my posse's down, we don't mess around, You f*ck with us, You'll be six feet underground. That night they got me locked in a row called death The governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath. That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me Up here in this fuckin' penitentiary. Bowels of the devil, Let me tell you what the sucka eats, Its stomach's filled with my homeboys Guts made out of steel and concrete. Bowels of the devil, Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't want to die there, They call it goin' out the back door, The back door, the back door, the back door. Yeah! Bowels of the devil, Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats, Its stomach's filled with my homeboys Guts made out of steel and concrete. Bowels of the devil, Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't want to die there, They call it goin' out the back door, The bowels of the devil, Let me tell you what that sucka eats, Its stomach's filled with lost souls Guts made out of steel and concrete. Bowels of the devil, Listen close, 'cause I've been there before And you don't want to die there, They call it goin' out the back door, The back door, the back door, the back door. |
Who Wrote Bowels of the Devil By Body Count?
Ernest T. Cunnigan, Tracy Lauren Marrow
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What's The Duration Of The Bowels of the Devil By Body Count?The duration of Bowels of the Devil is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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