Prime Music - Gun Grave lyrics

[Intro: Holocaust] The History of Violence Once known as the Holocaust of the Wu-Tang Clan The History of Violence, The History of Violence Gun Grave, by our sharing in this mystery, Alcatraz The History of Violence, The History of Violence Gun Grave, Gun Grave, Pacific Shaolin [Chorus 3X: Holocaust] The streets of L.A. where money talk and bullsh** walk My rap style leave a body out etched in chalk For those who wait upon the Lord, renew their strength Los Angeles, a terminal island Ladies and Gents [Holocaust] Nightwing, Gun Grave, Frightening, Like one cave The history of violence that wets you like a sundae Leakage to persuasion, So ring a bell still Many people died the same day they fell ill The black plague, A midnight rambler, I strike at you Has an appointment with d**h, I reserve the right to shoot An old woman, Gang Land, Green tea, Mislead pageant One that inflicts vengeance, Night revolving the red dragon Lightning strike, Parasite, Mistletoe, Apple tree whistle low Block sock you through thirty-one buildings like when my pistol blow I'll crack his crown, Attack the ground, Track ya down like ba**et hounds A world renowned firearm clown, Match box sound The Green Lantern sports party til d**h, Photo scavenger hunt reports probably They'll be searching all over town, Four shotty crash course hobby Gun armadillo, A rifle for a pillow, Clever, A weeping widow Weathered down below, Embezzler lever, A great fiddle Ohh that means ghetto, Humphrey Bogart the cold stone sonestrough Late night the bird man of Alcatraz, You watched an episode Eighty-eight stitches admission, bu*terfly position Physicians in kitchens dance with a dead mistress, Ingenious physicist Alcatraz the King of witches, Without permission carrying henchmen To spring feed from a surface, Or over an obstacle, A wing or an extension To incline an opinion, To enter our escape through, A unit of distance Haunch the boogie monster and the boogie man Trumpet cookie monster with a cookie hand A gun or perhaps L.A. or Manhattan looking, First precinct stupid rookies f** whoever and, In hopes I never stand Gangs stiffing earlier calculated in terms of British sterling's A gifted high frequency, Amp wire, Night Owl, Vampire, Firearm with sickness twirling The Penguin, Cat Woman, The Joker, The Riddler, And The Mad Hatter An opinion or doctrine contrary to church heroic, To practice witchcraft and laughter The color of Henna dye, Why tough liquor at gay tackling Like the inventor of the machine gun was Richard J. Gatling [Chorus 2X] [Holocaust] Any of various market boney fish, A parrot, So show me this A rocket propelled spacecraft, Off a place laid the werewolf coyote He escaped, Put roses in his mouth, Out yo A street door gunner, Leaky house, Gats so catfish go South Frenzy of grey reef and other sharks, Feed near a photographer and dizzy number A secret criminal society of the world till all is lost An illicit addictive narcotic drug from Holocaust I sleep at day, My feature spades and at night your gun grave See we bury our dead at dawn and spook when spoken to The streets had a crash of me, Devotion, And this disaster cla**ically potent You walk with a silent zombie, Tyrant mastering motion Your broken without silence, Catastrophe notion And the people who ran to the windows to look where incinerated by the Flash of the explosion, Flash of the explosion, Flash of the explosion [Chorus 2X]