Faith No More - Another Body Murdered Lyrics
(patton...)
Turn Me Up
Now I Gotta Murder Da` Murder Ta` Get Away
The Eyes Gotta Peer Now The Fool`s Gotta Pay
And If They Pay Then They Pay With They Life
So Watch Another Man Try To Hold On To His Life
Cause` I Keep Lookin` And Huntin` Just Like A Lion
Let The Sucka` Know That It`s Them That Be Dyin`
I Show No Remorse To The Source Of The Tales
And If They Tell Then The Hungry Better Battle
Aw I Keep It Comin` And Comin` Across The Table
And If I Miss, I Never Miss, `cause I`m Able
I`m Lookin` Forward And I`m Lookin` Over My Shoulder
And I`ll Make A Simple Sin To Make The Bonus
But I`ll Never Bless The Rest, So Never Cease
I`ll Do A Motherfucker With This Restin` Piece
Cause` What They Saw They Never Seen Or Even Heard Of
And If They Live, It`s Just Another Body Murdered....
.....another Body Murdered....
(patton)
I`m Makin` Deals For Deals That Make A Kill
And Anyone Looking Gonna` Get That Ass Killed
I`m Livin` Like A Criminal And Criminal I Be
And I`m Respected In The Hood Like A `g`
But If They Think I`m Blasted Then They Gone
I`m Takin` Off They`re Head With A Motherfuckin` Chrome
I Gotta Pay The Play The Pay Ta` Get Crooked
And I Ain`t `boo` Til` I Dump Another Fool
I See The Fool Runnin` And Runnin` But Where They Goin` ?
Had To Witness My Murder Now They Knowin`
What They Blast So Blast So At The Pad
I`ll Have The Thing Fixed...my Life Was Goin` In A Flash....if I Went To Say
---- That`d Be My Ass
Searching For These Fools While Stepping Cross The Squares
Cause They Can`t Hide And Hide And That`s Real
And What You Just Witnessed With Your Eyes Got Ta` Kill....
.....another Body Murdered.....
Bang Your Head To This....turn Me Up!....another Body Murdered
(once Again, Mr. Patton)
...faith No More....
I Had To Get It Together To Watch A Body Get Murdered, Ehh...boo-yaa
T.r.i.b.e...
I Have To Get It Together To Watch A Body Get Murdered
Bang Your Head...come On...bang Your Head....
....bang Your Head.......bang You Head To This....
(more Patton)
I See A Fool An` I Try An` Test The Fool
I Testify That The Fool Will Have To Lose
Boo-yaa T.r.i.b.e. Gotta Keep It Low
Cause The Brother That Was Shot With My Motherfuckin Uz..ooooh...
As I Bail With My Head Up
Round They Crowd Someone Kicks My Luck And Then I Get Up
All These Busters On My Trail
Well They Get Where I`m At, But The Fail Cause` They Can`t Bail
I Keep Bailin` I Been Stickin` My Shit Ever Since They`ve Had Me Jailed In
But It Ain`t All About Servin` Time...
It`s About Breakin` Down The Verd(ict) And Servin` Mine....
Another Pass Or Passive
You Wanta` Play It By The Ridd Did The King Start Blastin`
All These Fools Goin` Up They Sigh
They Try To Test Mine
They Never Get To Know Why
Oooh How Long Can You Live When A Gangster Like The Ridd Keep Smokin` That
Ass.....
Bang Your Head To This...
(patton)
Turn Me Up.....i Had To Get It Together To Watch A Body Get Murdered..ehh
Faith No More......i Had To Get It Together To Watch A Body Get Murdered
Boo-yaa T.r.i.b.e.....murder Well I Won...
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