Artist: Method Man
Album: WWF Aggression (Promo) *
Song: Kane
Typed by: jannepar@dlc.fi, Masta10304@hotmail.com
* didn't appear on the final album
[Method Man]
We are.. here
to lay this boy.. the record
And so shall we.. be put to death
Be aware of the 666, I'm morbid and twisted
I'm sick, sick, sick, mad and sadistic
Dark like sun, when it eclipses
Grab your crucifixes and run
from the hellfire thing, the big red machine
Heads get chopped in the guillotine
Burnt in kerosene, now you don't believe in the unseen
By any means necessary, back to the cemetary
[Chorus 2X: Method Man]
It's Kane!
Unstoppable, unconquerable
Impossible, unstoppable
Unstoppable, unconquerable
Impossible, unstoppable
[Method Man]
I rise from the tomb, a quarter past midnight
Full moon, the theme music kicks in your doom
Soon comes the bell, it's me against you
In a cage match cell, ya get a choke slam from hell
LOOK OUT! Great balls of fire, no doubt
My flame can't be doubt, this is what pain's about
Lock all the doors and the windows in your house
Night of the Grym Reaper, Tales From The Crypt Keeper
[Chorus 2X]
[Method Man]
Feel the tomb stone, pile driver, ya hit the floor
Thankin God you're alive, uh
Hail Mary, take no prisoners, and no survivors
Found scary like a convoy of drunk drivers
Tragic, that old black magic
A tisket, a tasket, a coffin or a casket
Grateful dead, nightmares that make you wet the bed
Visions of bloodshed, dancin through your head
[Chorus]
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