[Verse 1]. Pitch black red clay screams echo from the trees kudzu covers every living thing and dead folks seen down by the side of the road voodoo chants to echos and the squak of the crows yeah who knows just what you'll find on a midnight ride if ya stoppin for a piss or if ya battery dies you'll wanna keep on movin don't stop for a second there's a thousand lost souls who fuckin learned that lesson.
Nobody move I got the Six shooter fully loaded,. Finger like an automatic, bout ta let it fuckin go,. And take a bunch of lives, and I ain't leavin till I hit tha door,.
We walk all alone. Always on our own. We walk all alone. Always on our own. . I remember when life was a struggle. It ain't all roses now but back then it was double.
[Verse 1]. In the belly of the beast a place that's miles away. In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray. A choir sings with their eyes sown shut.
(Out here). Out here where the sun don't shine. We 'bout that hardcore liquor and that muskadine wine. (Out here). It's a fight even to survive. You a lucky motherfucker if u make it out alive.
Lookin' out across the crowd, see painted faces all around me,. Movin' to that shit I'm sayin', bouncin' to that bass that's poundin'. Y'all know my lyrics, spit that shit just like you fuckin' wrote it,.
Monster, how should I feel?. Creatures lie here. Looking through the window. . Monster, how should I feel?. Creatures lie here. Looking through the window.
[Verse One: AKA]. Started from bottom, was rolling around in that Toyota bakkie. The summer is ours, I'm hungry for power, Gaddafi Gaddafi. You go to the tube and all that you see is Versace Versace.
Chorus[4x]. You and jay. [?] houser. [Verse 1: KA]. Nothin and the class and gotta home game me. [?], you gotta shit, [?], time. [?], shoot and the shit, [?] fuck and 'N' [?] way.
Blood in my bath, flesh in my tub. Blood in my bath, flesh in my tuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuub!!. Chorus. Blood in my bath, flesh in my tub diggin in the lot. Repeat 4X.
Blood in my bath, flesh in my tub. Blood in my bath, flesh in my tub. Chorus. Blood in my bath, flesh in my tub. [?] diggin in the lot. Repeat 4X. [Verse One].
(INTRO LEAD IN). . We go harder than you use to doing all the thangs we choose to. Man I'm all about my pesos so the money move when I say so. And you probably use to haters.
Chorus:. . Say we , Strip club trappin baby, (STRIP CLUB TRAPPIN). Say we, strip club trappin yeah! , (STRIP CLUB TRAPPIN). Gone get ya paper baby, (STRIP CLUB TRAPPIN).
Hook:. . Man this shit is crazy. We been popping all night. Come fuck with me baby. I'll teach you how to ball right. Them other ni88as lazy. Them why them boys don't shine right.
It' Going Down. Written by Forch Fabalon. Produced by FRE$H488!. Running Time: 3:02. . (INTRO). See, this is a perfect example of what I'm talkin bout.
(HOOK). . I don't, never, wanna, be no, lame, ass, ni**a. No. I don't, never, wanna, be no, lame, ass, ni**a. No. I don't, never wanna, be no lame, ass, ni**a.
(Intro Vamp). Its Fabalon, We gone, Keep on. Winning, Yeah we, Do it. Its Fabalon, We gone, Keep on. Winning, Yeah we, Do it. Its Fabalon, We gone, Keep on.
(Intro talk). . Aye man my name Forch or whatever you want to call me. Doing everything they said we couldn't. (Ball!, yeah!). Fabalon Fresh, you know what im saying.
(Intro). Look man I told you. Anit friends on the frontline. Only Soldiers, Only Gangsters. Them friends gone fu*k around and get you killed out here.
KING OF THE WORLD (WHAT IF I TOLD YOU). . (Intro). What if I told you. Yo I anit never said I was no trapper. more like a hustler (know what I talking bout).