Bone Thugs-N-Harmony - Hell Sent lyrics

One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your fate
Nine, ten, we're out to kill again
Straight from the burning flames of hell
A place where all assassins dwell
Put back on earth to destroy
All worshippers of peace
Body bags and caskets and they all good seats
Together they form an organization much
Stronger than the mafia
First, Krayzie Bone AKA Leather-face
The Sawed Off Gangsta
Second, Layzie Bone AKA the
Number One Assassin
Third, Bizzy Bone AKA Rest In Peace
Fourth, Wish Bone AKA straight-jacket nigga!

Murda, murda, murda, murda



Sold my soul to the devil
But, I changed my mind now I want it back
But he won't co-orperate so now
It's time to jack
Called RIP and Straight jacket
Number One Assassin is fully strapped
We belled through hell in khakis, locs
And black skully caps
So Satan called his posse full
Of demons and witches we met up at the Abyss
Ready to salughter the bitches
Yo, but wouldn't you know Satan
Went out like a sucka so I left a message in
Blood "To be continued motherfucka"

Never praying at night
Cause the heavens don't want me
Sold my fuckin' soul so I
Can live through eternity
Killin' at night and watching
Victims in the daylight a demon on the rise
And I'm snatchin' your fuckin' life
Been shot with a twelve gauge
I died and made front page
The devil sent me back and now
I'm using the same gauge
Killin' like a maniac, livin' like a lunatic
Some would say the straight is sick
The devil's who you're fuckin' with

Murda, murda, murda, murda

I’m corrupt and demented
And not diminished by execution
A savage of torture should've been
Kept in a institution
Been shot in the head I ain't
Go out like a sucka
But, I still died went to hell
And just took over the muthafucka
Learned the devil's tricks an how
To run this shit
I had a fall out with Satan
And called him son of a bitch
Repeating satanic verses but I changed the
Words now you worship me
The gates of hell on fire
Shooting flames can't be worse, g

Hell sent, they call me RIP for a reason
I'm on a road to see bloody
Bodies just call me a demon
It's the psychopathic maniac
Manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy
The I start stranglin' babies
See, it's death to all my
Enemies that's RIP's only tactic
But, if by chance we kill each
Other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin' the triple six
It's death by the sword
I told Satan that I'm killin'
Him through the Ouija board

Murda, murda, murda, murda

Pick up the phone the war is
On so get your weapons
RIP just spotted the devil around the
Corner from heaven with his crew
Drinking brews and im thinking
" Damn that's foolish"
Swig off the 40 of holy water
And say "Y'all let's do this"
Grabbed my click, gripped my dick
Walked with my face to the groung chanting
"Kill that motherfucka, now
Kill that motherfucka, now"
Unloaded on his ass and dumped
Him in his Abyss and now his crew's on my
Dick because I'm Hell Sent

I'm standing in Hell with the
Gauge ready to buck
I'm coming for Satan and my intentions
Is to fuck him up
Ain't been in the church they say
"No demons on holy dirt"
I'm fuckin Satan's bitches
He got mad and called body work
A lynchin' ain't shit compared to
What I'm a give ya
I'm born and raised in hell and bitch
I'm sent here to kill ya i'm Rosemary's baby
There's no more evil like me
Cause when niggas think of death
The motherfuckas picture me

Murda, murda, murda, murda

Let me call up my posse
We takin' over the underground
Yeah, satan and his boys the
Motherfuckas they going down
Man, I gots to do it
I ain't down for a hassle
I kicked the gates into hell and
Started a riot in Satan's castle
I'm sick of this war now check
It something has got to give
We stormed to the back
And we took demons as hostages
You want your people to live?
Then you'll forever pay me rent
To stay in my knigdom because
A nigga is Hell Sent

Now we're walking through Satan's den
The demons respected RIP
I'm running this motherfucka, hell ain't shit
A demon told me that Lucifer said
Meet him at the black hole
I told him "I'ma be there ain't
No bitch in my soul"
And when I'm coming for your ass
Ain't no need to run
Because I'm so fuckin' ruthless I made
The devil go buy a gun
Until we go at it, the RIP still won't repent
An appetite for bloody bodies
Rest In Peace is Hell Sent