Da Hereafter Songtext
von The D.O.C.
Da Hereafter Songtext
It′s coming, it's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it's coming
It′s coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s
Coming, it's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it's coming, it′s
Coming, it′s coming, it's coming
It′s coming, it's coming, it′s coming
And I looked, and I behold a pale horse
And his name that sat upon him was death I met death in a dream, see
They follow my every move
My whereabouts are known
Don't be a fool
Ask Lucifer, devil′s his way on down the hall
Hahahahaha, wake up, fool!
He won't be out to look out tonight
Underground eighteen with a mean right, left
Death, come down like a flapper jet
Ain't enough to live, who got the rat-tat-tat-tat?
With the right, he messed the set
The left, sorry, he said, "Ain′t no one dead"
Dead kings, the priest of night
Yes, yes, y′all, the father black here tonight
Buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck
In the year eighty-nine, passing feelings deep in my B-mind
When I bust the scripture, Revelations the late, the first chapter
This, yo, let me off the air after
It's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s
It′s coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s
Coming, it's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it's coming, it′s
Coming, it′s coming, it's coming
It′s coming, it's coming, it′s coming
And I looked, and I behold a pale horse
And his name that sat upon him was death I met death in a dream, see
They follow my every move
My whereabouts are known
Don't be a fool
Ask Lucifer, devil′s his way on down the hall
Hahahahaha, wake up, fool!
He won't be out to look out tonight
Underground eighteen with a mean right, left
Death, come down like a flapper jet
Ain't enough to live, who got the rat-tat-tat-tat?
With the right, he messed the set
The left, sorry, he said, "Ain′t no one dead"
Dead kings, the priest of night
Yes, yes, y′all, the father black here tonight
Buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck buck
In the year eighty-nine, passing feelings deep in my B-mind
When I bust the scripture, Revelations the late, the first chapter
This, yo, let me off the air after
It's coming, it′s coming, it's coming, it′s
Writer(s): Tracy Curry, Robert Rans, Pete Brown, Deion Gabriel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

