Burning Up

Lyrics

This bitch Rochelle fucked on her boyfriend in her boyfriends bed
 And Crazy Carlos smacked his baby mama off in the head
 And Jonathan beat his son like his daddy beat him
 But swore he'd never do nobody like his daddy did him
 And then Sandra used her pussyhole to get to the top
 And Baby D, he shot somebody, it went bad from the drop
 And then Diane worked at a hospital, took care of old souls
 She was abusive, her afterlife sees no gold roads
 And Mr. Richards was a richie fella, born with every penny
 Everyone around him hungry but he never gave em' any
 And then Steven was a businessman, an educated citizen
 At the top, pornography of children in his laptop
 Take your spot and hang on cuz it's crowded in hell
 You're in the belly of the beast now, it was Heaven in jail
 And don't try to make no friends cuz don't nobody got no tongues
 If the witch looks your way, somehow it crushes your lungs
 Playa playa was a boss man, callin' out shots
 Until he caught one, now everything stops, the floor drops
 As he's screamin' and fallin', we see how pointless was the ballin'
 When eternity is callin', agony will be appallin'
 Don't cry for the dead cuz they cry for you
 Because we laugh about an aftermath but they know how true
 And listen, ain't nobody gettin' it worse than you and me
 And ain't nobody gettin' it worse than you and me and we will see
 A pterodactyl swoop thru the caverns of hell
 And carry 2 unfortunates off to the Ogre's cell
 It ain't no guards playin' cards, ain't no uniforms needed
 You the only one around butt-naked, bloody and bleedin'
 With 7 demons in your ear got you believin' your heathen
 Talk you into pulling out your own intestines to get even
 You were born with the shine but you lost it down the line
 You fucked life up and you can't rewind!
 Fuck what you're tellin' me!
 We burning up!
 The witch keeps sellin' me!
 We burning up!
 Sins, we earn em' up!
 They keep turning up!
 And we turn corrupt!
 Until we burning lovely!
 Judge Shaw was a judge, snake holes are his eyes
 There go anohter judge, another judge, somebody despise
 And there go so many judges, the judges in hell
 So many fuckin' judges in hell, they bludgeon em' well
 Fat Pat like his daddy was a bigot pullin' duty
 He can tell it to them gargoyles fuckin' on his booty
 And Shawna liked money but mistook it for love
 Now when the witch's wings spread, she give him head and look above
 Black Sundays, Armageddon, maggots and rape
 Hell's Pit got some fire for you faggots with hate
 Eddie Burrow hit his wife and put a tooth in his knuckle
 Later on he lost his life in a scuffle, now he in trouble
 You was a rebel, you nobody no mo'
 To the devil on the double you go
 Ain't no level to the trouble you know
 And eternity goes
 And eternity goes
 Fuck what you're tellin' me!
 We burning up!
 The witch keeps sellin' me!
 We burning up!
 Sins, we earn em' up!
 They keep turning up!
 And we turn corrupt!
 Until we burning lovely!
 Fuck what you're tellin' me!
 We burning up!
 The witch keeps sellin' me!
 We burning up!
 Sins, we earn em' up!
 They keep turning up!
 And we turn corrupt!
 Until we burning lovely!
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:34
Key
7
Tempo
170 BPM

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