All hail rock and roll Gotta take it back, we gotta take control Write this on my tombstone We fucking live for the music Rise up or just get fucked, uh, you know it This is our time, reignite All of the flames that have died for quite some time We can't

Hail Mary our divine Littered souls across a great divide In our obsession thou cast pearls before the swine In madness we shall reign Broke vows and broken rosaries Lie in this state Of perdition Never to awake

I think my dad's gone crazy There's really nothin' else to say, I, I can't explain it A little help from Hailie Jade, won't you tell 'em baby There's nothin' you could do or say that could ever change me There's no one on earth that can save me, not even

Take a trip to my yard So hail a taxi cab and come around here And I will meet you right outside. I got some DVD's and a couple of beers, If you want to, We can stay up all night. It's nothing fancy, just a little couch and me And conversation for your

Meet the man in the mask All those days and all that stays and I won't be here for it Hail Mary's in the sky Bossed up, let's get buried alive Head on the throne 'cause that's where I reside (reside) Ways of the world that we won't survive My nigga we

We worship the sun We worship the moon Spreading like rats Exalted above the stars of god All hail slain and risen god! All hail Dionysus! Chaldean priests Bow to me, in adoration

I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

Threaten no more To secure peace is to prepare for war Settle the score Don't tread on me Liberty or death, what we so proudly hail Don't tread on me Touch me again for the words that you'll hear evermore I said, don't tread on me

Sing, voodoo Marie, let me hear thy tone Speak, voodoo Marie, let me hear thy tongue Queen of New Orleans mother of the coven Sing, voodoo Marie you’ve been called out again Thy power above all I hail How silent is the lonely one? What do we see, what do

I grew up inna place called De La Vega Spanish Town Rocking Over Prison Oval I grew up inna a place called Ensom City Spanish Town groovy Everybody nice Hail Jah mon, Spanish Town me born Dat a weh me come from From you look inna me face you see a De La