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Do not ring the bell, there is nobody home<br />The spirits around will haunt you, do not ring the bell<br />There is nobody home<br /><br />Apartment 223,(Scratch: I'm very hungry) (3x)<br /><br />Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed <br />cut your abdomen out stab your fuckin leather coat<br />I chant while candles burn with robes on <br />You will learn <br />Christian no Hebrew on the the balcony I see you <br />The devils coffin with corpse of course <br />In a mental state earthquake<br />Schitzophrenic eatin' Campbells soup <br />Takin a piss urinalysis test <br />I hope you wear a fuckin bullet proof vest<br />Just purchased the charter arms .38<br />Then you entered the confetti hell gate <br />On the pee(?) floor bloody towels on sculptures<br />Machine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 faces<br />Mass murder, should have been in San Quentin<br />I'm doin'life to ten, when I come home you goddamn <br />right I'm goin back again<br />Fuck the drinks on the table<br />While you sleep I take pictures of bullets in your navel<br />Open your face and pour milk in your forehead <br />Count the bodies, that's four dead<br />Look behind your fuckin' back<br />With the drill bit in your ass crack, EXTREME PRESSURE<br />Teach you a lesson <br />Fuck your confession of evil I march with black sheep on the Sunset streets <br />With hoods like Dracula<br />I walk in back of ya <br />Draggin you stomach parts to McDonalds <br />Drink Absolut bottles and bottles, while you tryin' <br />to fuck with the most exotic models<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />As you see the sign, beware of animals <br />A fuckin wild habitat<br />My living room is the wilderness with spots on <br />my carpet<br />practicing my gun targets <br />Virtual reality is a rough end to yor career <br />set you on fire in a leather chair <br />Using charcoal to broil <br />Rap you jealous eyeballs in aluminum foil<br />Wearin' Masses(masks) on the telephone talkin to <br />your black asses, with stocking caps I reach<br />I'm takin'your ass in a rented van to Venice Beach<br />In a cardboard box <br />Beatin' down your knees with a bag of Master locks<br />Police can't hear you with a dead body tied near you<br />It's hot, I 'm drinkin' soda with a tech-9 sprayin'<br />your fan belt motor<br />Stop the bullshit, blast you hands of the hood<br />I pull quick <br />Video tape you in a puddle of blood with razors in <br />your dick<br />With an extra clip I move your torso<br />Spit on you hips <br />With Mac-11 vice grips, surgery is major<br />With my sneakers stompin' on your pager<br />With my cup of Maxwell coffee, I like niggas whose<br />bossy<br />Fuck the critics I press your back <br />Steam burn through your straight leg jeans <br />Soakin your bones out in the washing machine, with<br />tide soap in the laundromat you witness the killing<br />Your man got scared called Riverdale with a baseball<br />hat, took a cab to Hawthorne <br />I know where he's goin' <br />You can't hide in an empty apartment with a matress<br />and no protection, with a New York psycho<br />Bombshells in the Hollywood section<br />I'm pressin bells and bells and bells till you fuckin <br />let me in <br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />Follow you on tour like a haunted nightmare<br />Kickin' in your intestines like Rick Flair<br />Standin' by the Mobil gas station with a flamethrower<br />and a fuckin lawnmower, throwin big lighters at your fuel tank<br />I smash your face in the elestric window, piss on <br />your fenders<br />With my ubbrella up like the Avengers<br />Plead guily in court bring glocks through security<br />x-reays going for the worlds record<br />Shut the fuck up about music, I'm playin' checkers <br />with blood Polo shirts<br />Lookin' at the fireworks <br />on the dirty ass terrace<br />Bones in 'fridgerators spring water and lettuce<br />Fuck it if your jealous <br />Gather crackers with flowers around 'em<br />Keep you eyes around 'em <br />Buck dishes, dial your ambulance I'm on a mission <br />Open up your shin guards in tinfoil<br />Warmin' my bread and Saurkraut while your legs boil <br />Ketchup and Mustard, Fuck voodoo<br />Paint on my face lookin off my roof like Shaka Zulu<br />Surroundin you area for the biggest mass hysteria<br />Muhammed don't (he mad?)<br />While you motherfuckers eat pork I tast real humans <br />on my fork<br /><br />[Chorus x4]<br /><br />[Frankenstien's assistant type voice]<br />You do not see anything on the table? (Chairs <br />squeak against floor) Well wait until I get the box....
Letra nueva de la canción
Do not ring the bell, there is nobody home<br />The spirits around will haunt you, do not ring the bell<br />There is nobody home<br /><br />Apartment 223,(Scratch: I'm very hungry) (3x)<br /><br />Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed <br />cut your abdomen out stab your fuckin leather coat<br />I chant while candles burn with robes on <br />You will learn <br />Christian no Hebrew on the the balcony I see you <br />The devils coffin with corpse of course <br />In a mental state earthquake<br />Schitzophrenic eatin' Campbells soup <br />Takin a piss urinalysis test <br />I hope you wear a fuckin bullet proof vest<br />Just purchased the charter arms .38<br />Then you entered the confetti hell gate <br />On the pee(?) floor bloody towels on sculptures<br />Machine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 faces<br />Mass murder, should have been in San Quentin<br />I'm doin'life to ten, when I come home you goddamn <br />right I'm goin back again<br />Fuck the drinks on the table<br />While you sleep I take pictures of bullets in your navel<br />Open your face and pour milk in your forehead <br />Count the bodies, that's four dead<br />Look behind your fuckin' back<br />With the drill bit in your ass crack, EXTREME PRESSURE<br />Teach you a lesson <br />Fuck your confession of evil I march with black sheep on the Sunset streets <br />With hoods like Dracula<br />I walk in back of ya <br />Draggin you stomach parts to McDonalds <br />Drink Absolut bottles and bottles, while you tryin' <br />to fuck with the most exotic models<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />As you see the sign, beware of animals <br />A fuckin wild habitat<br />My living room is the wilderness with spots on <br />my carpet<br />practicing my gun targets <br />Virtual reality is a rough end to yor career <br />set you on fire in a leather chair <br />Using charcoal to broil <br />Rap you jealous eyeballs in aluminum foil<br />Wearin' Masses(masks) on the telephone talkin to <br />your black asses, with stocking caps I reach<br />I'm takin'your ass in a rented van to Venice Beach<br />In a cardboard box <br />Beatin' down your knees with a bag of Master locks<br />Police can't hear you with a dead body tied near you<br />It's hot, I 'm drinkin' soda with a tech-9 sprayin'<br />your fan belt motor<br />Stop the bullshit, blast you hands of the hood<br />I pull quick <br />Video tape you in a puddle of blood with razors in <br />your dick<br />With an extra clip I move your torso<br />Spit on you hips <br />With Mac-11 vice grips, surgery is major<br />With my sneakers stompin' on your pager<br />With my cup of Maxwell coffee, I like niggas whose<br />bossy<br />Fuck the critics I press your back <br />Steam burn through your straight leg jeans <br />Soakin your bones out in the washing machine, with<br />tide soap in the laundromat you witness the killing<br />Your man got scared called Riverdale with a baseball<br />hat, took a cab to Hawthorne <br />I know where he's goin' <br />You can't hide in an empty apartment with a matress<br />and no protection, with a New York psycho<br />Bombshells in the Hollywood section<br />I'm pressin bells and bells and bells till you fuckin <br />let me in <br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />Follow you on tour like a haunted nightmare<br />Kickin' in your intestines like Rick Flair<br />Standin' by the Mobil gas station with a flamethrower<br />and a fuckin lawnmower, throwin big lighters at your fuel tank<br />I smash your face in the elestric window, piss on <br />your fenders<br />With my ubbrella up like the Avengers<br />Plead guily in court bring glocks through security<br />x-reays going for the worlds record<br />Shut the fuck up about music, I'm playin' checkers <br />with blood Polo shirts<br />Lookin' at the fireworks <br />on the dirty ass terrace<br />Bones in 'fridgerators spring water and lettuce<br />Fuck it if your jealous <br />Gather crackers with flowers around 'em<br />Keep you eyes around 'em <br />Buck dishes, dial your ambulance I'm on a mission <br />Open up your shin guards in tinfoil<br />Warmin' my bread and Saurkraut while your legs boil <br />Ketchup and Mustard, Fuck voodoo<br />Paint on my face lookin off my roof like Shaka Zulu<br />Surroundin you area for the biggest mass hysteria<br />Muhammed don't (he mad?)<br />While you motherfuckers eat pork I tast real humans <br />on my fork<br /><br />[Chorus x4]<br /><br />[Frankenstien's assistant type voice]<br />You do not see anything on the table? (Chairs <br />squeak against floor) Well wait until I get the box....
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