In my grave, I'll rot I've dug two graves for us, my dear Can't pretend that I was perfect, leaving you in fear Oh man, what a world, the things I hear If I could act on my revenge, then, oh, would I? Some kill, some steal, some break your heart Well,

How does it feel babe If you don't catch me now I can't stop falling down Just one more night and the devil's got my soul How does it fell babe To taste sweet revenge Do you want me on my knees To let me feel your strength Don't be cruel, can't you see

One, here's what you do Now my name's Ludacris but please, meet my crew Two, say, there's no time to play Bring a box of Magnums and get blown away, hey Three, there's no changing me I'm a pimp for most and it's plain to see Four, I'm so glad if he made

She's not a saint and she's not what you think She's an actress, whoa She's better known for the things that she does On the mattress, whoa Soon she's gonna find Stealing other people's toys on the playground Won't make you many friends She should keep

You are ahead by a century With revenge and doubt First thing we'd climb a tree And maybe then we'd talk Or sit silently And listen to our thoughts With illusions of someday Cast in a golden light No dress rehearsal

Surrounded by disgust Pounded into dust Blood soaks the ground In their own, they will drown Forces of hate meet Gather for the siege Encircling their foe The raid begins Their revenge is sought

You don't know how hard it can be Now my only company's a half full glass of wine Leave me no choice but to plot my revenge It's been so long Since I've held your hand Said you wouldn't be home late tonight I gave up waiting at seventeen past midnight

Avenged, the crucifier has returned to kill Vengeance, the betrayers bound and hung by nails Revenge, their betrayal only brought them hell Crucifixion, peasants bound to the cross Heartless judgement, tyrannical laws Among the jurists pangs of

Will be yours for the taking My sweet revenge It's in the making baby Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink Choking with a link, killing with a stink Just your mother's, ho Burning up, my sweet Clementine I saw her laugh

At sunrise we'll all dance the hempen jig So raise up your pint of rum and take another swig The curse of Captain Morgan has led us to this fate So have no fear, and don't look back, the afterlife awaits Now as we stand before the gallows Waiting for the