Pulled up to my house of horrors
Black Limousine Biggie rapping/blasting on the chorus
Kick in the door, release the demons out my fortress
Juggling grenades in dungeons shackled here with monsters
36 Chambers, came to party with the angels
Divine mathematics on the menu
Spirit world calling no reception where we going
Ghosts of the city babies haunted by the chaos
Date here with death I hope the bitch take a day off
No luck, pulled up, red Ferrari spider
Number plates ebola, Bad Sexy momma
Always in some drama,
Met her as a young teen, she told me jump in lets go
To the underworld yeah where the money do flow,
She know the dealers, all them killers and the hustlers to
I got a date with death
I hope she running late
I got a date with death
Loaded gun in my face
Got a date with death, but I aint trying to take her out tonight right
See I'm living on the edge, trying to get it all, but I need more-time life
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Got too much living to do, too much living to do
Knights of 88 - Date With Death Lyrics
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Pulled up to my house of horrors
Black Limousine Biggie rapping/blasting on the chorus
Kick in the door, release the demons out my fortress
Juggling grenades in dungeons shackled here with monsters
36 Chambers, came to party with the angels
Divine mathematics on the menu
Spirit world calling no reception where we going
Ghosts of the city babies haunted by the chaos
Date here with death I hope the bitch take a day off
No luck, pulled up, red Ferrari spider
Number plates ebola, Bad Sexy momma
Always in some drama,
Met her as a young teen, she told me jump in lets go
To the underworld yeah where the money do flow,
She know the dealers, all them killers and the hustlers to
I got a date with death
I hope she running late
I got a date with death
Loaded gun in my face
Got a date with death, but I aint trying to take her out tonight right
See I'm living on the edge, trying to get it all, but I need more-time life
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Got too much living to do, too much living to do
Black Limousine Biggie rapping/blasting on the chorus
Kick in the door, release the demons out my fortress
Juggling grenades in dungeons shackled here with monsters
36 Chambers, came to party with the angels
Divine mathematics on the menu
Spirit world calling no reception where we going
Ghosts of the city babies haunted by the chaos
Date here with death I hope the bitch take a day off
No luck, pulled up, red Ferrari spider
Number plates ebola, Bad Sexy momma
Always in some drama,
Met her as a young teen, she told me jump in lets go
To the underworld yeah where the money do flow,
She know the dealers, all them killers and the hustlers to
I got a date with death
I hope she running late
I got a date with death
Loaded gun in my face
Got a date with death, but I aint trying to take her out tonight right
See I'm living on the edge, trying to get it all, but I need more-time life
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Steady Running for the line, head to the sky like whole worlds-mine fly
Got too much living to do, too much living to do
Writer: Kage Sparks
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid