Moma say stop or I'm gonna tell poppa Feelin that I did Tecca Nina take it right back 2x This is the town where the clowns put it down baby Close the door befo ya child here the sound baby * - Tech raps these lines in between at double speed The killa

A crow, a storm The eternal The prophecy It's a promise to us all Shadows will be rising soon The Nine sing Once upon a dream ago We're the ones you've left alone Break the seal, find the red door

They'll never know we give no warning We set a trap they took the bait It's under crimson skies hell's horizon Our trap will spring Unaware of our presence they'll be marching Straight to their doom We are prepared for war ready to fire

I just wanna feel myself, you want me to kill myself Suicidal doors, call it Kurt Cobain Suwu leather seats, like a bloody stain I need hella base, I need hella pain You gon' wanna cry, I'ma make it rain Man, I been on my own, Lord, I'ma need some help

I relive when we're apart All the tender fun together Stays on in my heart How could I ever close the door And be the same as I was before? Darling, no, no I can't anymore It's too late now Too late now to forget your smile The way we cling when we

Diga diga doo diga doo Diga diga doo diga doo doo With diga diga doo diga doo doo Zulu man is feelin' blue Gear his heart beat a little tattoo You love me and I love you And when you love it is natural to I'm so very diga diga doo by nature If you don't

You're gonna make me lonesome when you go I've seen love go by my door It's never been this close before Never been so easy or so slow I've been shooting in the dark too long When somethin's not right it's wrong Dragon clouds so high above I've only

I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see your red door, I want it painted black No colors any more, I want them to turn black I see the line of cars and they're all painted black With

Ain't gone be no talking, while I'm doing my thang Keep it on the hush, don't say nothing Yo thang, yo thang The doors are open Sister Martha, so glad to see you Glad your parole came through Oh yea so glad everybody came out this morning We reading from

Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door There's something tragic about you