[Intro] Live...evil
We get so (evil), live (evil) {x4} It's the dark side, we came to get {x3} some noise and represent the Flatline
[Verse Kool Tee] It's Mr. Cool Tee deep down in the is lurking and evil's at work Trapped in dimension the Flatline henchmen Sometimes I get hyperactive to kill the Killer grills, chills, tingling I'll backspin with the of chains jingling Twisted at the but the trouble death tells At times I wanna get live but prevails I stop, my vision blurred, mind slurred Spitting out of words you never heard So invest in a Bible, a nice A creepy collection but is no protection Meddling with forces that you can't Infernal powers sin to sin's underneath You'll feel the of the beast Cranium cracks as I with the deceased
We get so live (evil), live (evil) blood's for you from the Flatliner crew
[Verse Two: Grave Dr. Jekkyl and Mr. Regain Hunchback of Dame [?] will dig a I kick no regular rhymes while leaving enough to Give me a sip of the potion, flip the motion I grow And then out like a volcano the erupt I run Evilest I'm struck with luck When you turn up the bird sound complete from out the but that's the people up ground Tazmanian transform to the hyper, typer Abominable viper Cat walker creeper, I warn For count down, now to the break of dawn This Is Us, to Takin' 'Em Underground In the Rivaz Of Red, Run, cause A Nightmare Sacrifice hope I'm filling a pitchfork with pork This is the little baby by the stork Pop the Bust down, ask for Evil business, I can't win this so I end this
[Verse Three: Red Red Rum is... Red Rum is... Red Rum is... The cold blooded son of a bitch 666, I'm sick so sick, your body's on the Or chopped up and buried of a grave When I have this craving for you all afraid Slash you with claws that are on my paws I have, my soul to horrorcore I'ma burn in Hell for which I be saying No praying, dead's when I am slaying And it will rain red when brain's bled Return of the dread, quad six stay in your bed We do act because of the plaque I have Satan You don't wanna keep Satan awaiting he's impatient Hell is hot, you can see the sinister you rot When the is thrown in the lot The devil he these lies to give me life I'm We represent the grave we
[Outro] Live...evil