Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stacking, artist - Onyx. Album song Shotgunz In Hell, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.05.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Onyx
Song language: English
Stacking |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| D.O.D and Onyx |
| We. |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Here’s Johnny |
| Niggas wake up in Bugattis, I woke up in the streets |
| Right next to a dead body, let me taste that meat |
| The brain leak 'cause my teeth is in too deep |
| Yo, freaks, let’s creep 'cause my life feel incomplete |
| I need sleep, I need peace, I need meat, I need sheep |
| That can follow and swallow my shit |
| Now peep my motto «I'll eat you brain for breakfast and the scraps is for |
| tomorrow» |
| I’m cannibal like Lecter, like the man I leave you. |
| Hollow |
| Ayo, it’s open season, I got buckshot for a silly wabbit |
| And I don’t need a reason, kickback crime on Liz Rockett |
| Stackin' bodies, back with Onyx, run New York, I run the morgue |
| Rockin' the stock and blockin' the jug |
| And opening cupboards, closing drawers, and the axe I swing is rusty and the |
| chance you got is none |
| Johnny’s here, the rum is red, and I’m on the hunt for my wife and son |
| Bloody Mary had a little lamb, she had to silence |
| I shine like ultra violence my rhyme is ultra violent |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| D.O.D. |
| & Onyx |
| We. |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Here’s Johnny |
| I got bodies on ice, they stacked in the freezer |
| All these flashin' lights, these niggas catchin' seizures |
| Catch a head rush like after nigga sneezes |
| Gotta take his eyes out, hand me the tweezers |
| I’m stackin' bodies |
| (Stackin' bodies) |
| Count 'em out |
| (Count 'em out) |
| There are ligaments laying all around my house |
| Fuck if he ain’t linin' you up, push your hairline back |
| Fuck you say he tie you up, give you a hairline frack |
| You gettin' too big, I’ma put you on a diet |
| True fears, nigga, you don’t wanna die yet |
| Then told me: «Try it», there was nothing to it |
| Gun to my head, I’m dead if I don’t fuckin' shoot it |
| I stack another body, now I gotta move it |
| Help me put this punk in the trunk of the Buick |
| might have lost your virginity by raping the bitch |
| Sticky Fingaz is evil, the line is get to the abyss |
| I’m on another plane, |
| I’m so fuckin' real, this could be last verse |
| I’m thinkin' niggas rash is only rational |
| Show my true face once the ski mask |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| D.O.D. |
| & Onyx |
| We. |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| We rollin' with the zombies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Stack, stack, stackin' bodies |
| Here’s Johnny |