No one gets out alive Oh, another truth And there's nowhere you can hide Oh, in this house of doom Oh, once you step inside Ain't no one gets out alive Take all that you can Take it all I know you'll do it again

Don't you know It sounds like a whisper Talkin' bout a revolution, oh no They're talkin' 'bout a revolution While they're standing in the welfare lines Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation Wasting time in the unemployment lines Sitting

Fully, completely Bring me back in shackles Exonerate me Hang me long out in the sun Forget about me I recommend measures for ending it Lover, she simply slammed the door She said, "You're going to miss me Wait and you'll see"

I love you, honey I'm talkin' to you Hot legs, are you still in school? Who's that knockin' on my door? It's gotta be a quarter to four Is it you again, comin' round for more? Well, you can love me tonight if you want

Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

Can't forget how I fucking had that door swinging Another day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it I say 'notha day we gotta get it, 'notha day we gotta get it I wouldn't even I wouldn't even be here without that mothafuckin' door We doing

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

Life ain't what it's worth A breath and a, oh reach the door Oh, tonight began with anything Shaft of a light, a warm breath and a scream Oh, tamper if you like between the doors Oh yeah huh huh Oh, can't expect to go out, to go out with anything,

Kick in the door, waving the four-four All you heard was Poppa don't hit me no more Your reign on the top was short like leprechauns As I crush so-called willies, thugs, and rapper-dons Get in that ass, quick fast, like ramadan Its that rap phenomenon

Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door Mama take this badge from me I can't use it anymore It's getting dark too dark to see Knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door, eh yeah Mama put my guns in the ground I can't