Lidushopahorraz

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yo welcome to the Brooklyn House of Pain Word up, Lidushopahorraz, Red Hook projects, Murderville It's cartoony and loony See, out here you not promised tomorrow, huh, in this Lidushopahorraz This is how we get down [Verse 1] Yo, enter, enter the projects on the ferry Scary, greet you at the gate with Bloody Maries Blood, blood, a grail full of blood Back to the cemetery, get more blood Standing on the graves, drinking blood and smoking bones We seen a crew of ghouls, running by with stolen tombstones With Hell's Angels on the chase They must've bust a black skull, words to embrace And tie you up in chains and they stomp on your face They go to purgatory and they meet the fuckin' case, huh I look around, mad bodies being buried in the ground The Devil's busy snatching souls by the pound Another piece of meat lays dead in the street Families in agony 'cause brothers met their defeat So, welcome to the Brooklyn House of Pain Where you can gangbang or you can lay slain without a brain Slaughterhouse on the Hill like Cypress Land of the snipers, over-populated with vipers This is the Hell where the Mad God dwells And the people are intoxicated by evil spells You can't trust the future, so don't make plans 'Cause the everybody's trigger happy in this haunted house land [Chorus] You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz [Verse 2] Today's forecast is a death storm, a fatal flood Cloud sitting over the projects, raining blood Mad souls drift away in a tornado Babies being held by the hand that rocks the cradle And all the dead start to rise, with death in their eyes Suddenly hunt the one that took their lives The walls of Hell are closing in on all sides You're trapped in a death square with 30 foot ties Souls drift astray in the whirlpool spin Ashes of a dead man blowing in the wind Running for our lives, we've seen Alice in chains Sitting in a rockin' chair holding our own brain A man laid slain in the rain Rats nibbled on his brain until the morgue truck came Evil spirits deliverin' souls to the soul fire Flesh decaying while laying in the mire Trapped in the land of the lost, possessed by the cross The holy force, headed for holocaust Your religion's insanity, humanity kills The place possessed by horror in Amityville That's why I'm trying to get up 'cause you're not promised tomorrow I'm spearing straight out of the little shop of horrors [Chorus] You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz You're not promised tomorrow in this Lidushopahorraz [Outro] Huh, huh, yeah, yo So welcome to the Brooklyn House of Pain Where you can gangbang or you can lay slain without a brain BLAOW!