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Текст песни Dr. Dooom - First Come, First Served

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Do not ring the bell, there is nobody homeThe spirits around will haunt you, do not ring the bellThere is nobody homeApartment 223,(Scratch: I`m very hungry) (3x)Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed cut your abdomen out stab your fuckin leather coatI chant while candles burn with robes on You will learn Christian no Hebrew on the the balcony I see you The devils coffin with corpse of course In a mental state earthquakeSchitzophrenic eatin` Campbells soup Takin a piss urinalysis test I hope you wear a fuckin bullet proof vestJust purchased the charter arms .38Then you entered the confetti hell gate On the pee(?) floor bloody towels on sculpturesMachine gun suitcases, for all you niggaz with 2 facesMass murder, should have been in San QuentinI`m doin`life to ten, when I come home you goddamn right I`m goin back againFuck the drinks on the tableWhile you sleep I take pictures of bullets in your navelOpen your face and pour milk in your forehead Count the bodies, that`s four deadLook behind your fuckin` backWith the drill bit in your ass crack, EXTREME PRESSURETeach you a lesson Fuck your confession of evil I march with black sheep on the Sunset streets With hoods like DraculaI walk in back of ya Draggin you stomach parts to McDonalds Drink Absolut bottles and bottles, while you tryin` to fuck with the most exotic models[Chorus]As you see the sign, beware of animals A fuckin wild habitatMy living room is the wilderness with spots on my carpetpracticing my gun targets Virtual reality is a rough end to yor career set you on fire in a leather chair Using charcoal to broil Rap you jealous eyeballs in aluminum foilWearin` Masses(masks) on the telephone talkin to your black asses, with stocking caps I reachI`m takin`your ass in a rented van to Venice BeachIn a cardboard box Beatin` down your knees with a bag of Master locksPolice can`t hear you with a dead body tied near youIt`s hot, I `m drinkin` soda with a tech-9 sprayin`your fan belt motorStop the bullshit, blast you hands of the hoodI pull quick Video tape you in a puddle of blood with razors in your dickWith an extra clip I move your torsoSpit on you hips With Mac-11 vice grips, surgery is majorWith my sneakers stompin` on your pagerWith my cup of Maxwell coffee, I like niggas whosebossyFuck the critics I press your back Steam burn through your straight leg jeans Soakin your bones out in the washing machine, withtide soap in the laundromat you witness the killingYour man got scared called Riverdale with a baseballhat, took a cab to Hawthorne I know where he`s goin` You can`t hide in an empty apartment with a matressand no protection, with a New York psychoBombshells in the Hollywood sectionI`m pressin bells and bells and bells till you fuckin let me in [Chorus]Follow you on tour like a haunted nightmareKickin` in your intestines like Rick FlairStandin` by the Mobil gas station with a flamethrowerand a fuckin lawnmower, throwin big lighters at your fuel tankI smash your face in the elestric window, piss on your fendersWith my ubbrella up like the AvengersPlead guily in court bring glocks through securityx-reays going for the worlds recordShut the fuck up about music, I`m playin` checkers with blood Polo shirtsLookin` at the fireworks on the dirty ass terraceBones in `fridgerators spring water and lettuceFuck it if your jealous

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