Bodies

Omen

Bitch, I'm floating through your city and
I'm posted on your block
OmenXI I I Holy Ghostly, demigodly on my job
Acting tough, we know you not
Acting cold, we know you hot
We know you mad as fuck when you
See us pulling up into your spot
We know you just a bitch
Come lose some blood if you want
Come and run up on the king
Of demons from the underworld
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
I'ma show you what it means to
Really see a fucking ghost
To meet your death in the flesh
If you really tryna press me
Lay you down, put you to rest
Like the dog you wanna be
Like the bitch you really are
Skrrt, skrrt, ain't got no car
Bling-ow, bling-ow, got no chain though
Counting up money but I really
Know you ain't though
Bitch I really know you hate me
'cause I'm doing shit you can't
'Cause I really make bands
'cause I'm gonna make racks
I ain't worried 'bout that
'Cause the money gon' come then
I'm really gon' eat
Or I'm just gonna die, aye
So let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor aye, bitch

Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor