And no more gods No more pain Release from rotten thoughts Under the ice you will be free Welcome to the slaughterhouse slaughterhouse Under the ice you will believe Released from rotten thoughts Remember the oath Try to understand

I'll probably be in heaven when the pain stops And the raindrops keep on falling I said they keep on falling Tear drops in the pillow on my bed Still trying to keep my head up Know you'd rather see me dead And they keep on falling (Slaughterhouse Slaughterhouse yo)

How quick are you gonna get up Slaughterhouse Slaughterhouse Presents, The Way It began "Let's see now First thing I can remember is an evening years back The four of us was together even then And from that time on, nothing was ever gonna be quite the same again Yeah,

I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl) To get tips Those lips and those childbearing hips Gonna make you feel me, if I gotta shake this building 'til I make you spill drinks Girl, this whole building is probably filled with lil'

Back on the scene Crispy and clean Slaughterhouse! back on the scene Here we go yo yo, here we go Pick it up yo yo, here we go Slaughterhouse Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi And yeah, I'm like Dres, I am like the black sheep

So welcome, to our house Where no one, comes back out You won't find, comfort In here, in here, in here I wanna be the best who ever did it Don't know if that goal is feasible, or it isn't But if it is then God, if you're listenin' Please grant me the

Goodbye, goodbye, so long, farewell I'll see you again in the afterlife But it's not the end of the chapter I remember it like it just happened I could've sworn it was a dream But in reality it hit me like a nightmare Or at least that's how it seemed I

I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show

Nigga you should salute me, nigga you should salute me Fix your motherfuckin face nigga! Look at these fuckin chimpanzees Bunch of fuckin monkeys (Mr. Porter!) I been shot, I been stabbed I took all that I have to give And I never ran, never have

Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse Slaughterhouse This your man Royce Da 5'9" This your dude Crooked I Man, Jump off Joe Beezy It's Joell Ortiz Yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, just remember Little niggas get your weight up fuck y'all, pay up My bars