Testo della canzone Judgement Night (Biohazard), tratta dall'album Tales From the B-Side

Judgement Night - Biohazard

Judgement night
Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night, in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Over here and bust the way, crush a sucka gutter
Sun don't cease at a hundred degrees
I'm coolin in your freezer, he's a breezer
I hits it up with that bald faced rap
I sinks to the crack and I make shit get wild

Run it by, bust to start, to punch others front
Top drop Caesar, it's more than a leisure
Bitch every fuckin' grain in your brain like a tweezer
The sinister thief shaded to six feet deep for the misdemeanor
Offender, the back bender, corny nigga, the bullshit trip ender

Never perpetratin', so ain't no lurkin' in the dark
I'm lurkin' near the workin' niggaz heart, c'mon
Used to be a gambler when I was a scrambler
Now I'm grand to her, Shorty back might damage her

Who's this here, state my facts and react
And saturate brains with a plate of hot wax
Intertwining, combining and aligning, shining
Studies in the light right now while we wreak fuckin' havoc

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Come inside with His Highness, the illinest
Killin' 'em with adrenalin, blast past the minimum
Look to the winter ugliness, ruggedness under the rug
Drugs and his money strikes confidence

Chopped in the days and the blazin' smell
Then the realm of a seance, I blackloose guns
Comin' to the project, walls with A K's
We're talkin' days, word that you son
You really want some next shit? Some blood on the exit?

Onyx, watch me wreck shit as they exit
But yo I keep 'em hollerin', Screamin' out for mercy minds
Of a lowest of enemies, ghetto mentality
So blast it as I hit your head, you're dead not disbelievin'
Got the toxic rock to bring a nigga, Biohazard

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Yo, gimme that shit, you fuckin' bald headed bastard
What the evil nasty access? Mad shit to burn the acids
So ashes to ashes raps with the ghetto gats
And I'm doin', niggaz ruin 'em, showin' 'em my razzmatazz

Mainly a devil rebel, foul niggaz know we fuckin' wild
I'm wild, I'm wild, he's wild so we's wild, capture the rapture
Come blackness after, I swear to fuckin' God I raise Hell
And make the white man call me master, I'm six, six, six

And need to repent to the pastor so fuck the radio
And close your ears but read my lips, I rips and if you eat my words
I'll leave your strung like umm umm umm, it was on the tip of my tongue
But now it's stuck in between my throat, I can't breath so I lick it

Onyx ain't the top pick, you must be suckin' a black dick
And if it takes the death of me to make history
The whole world will remember my misery
I know what I'm tryin to say, my words get in the way

They render me speechless, oh black Jesus I'm cryin' inside
Couldn't give a fuck if I live or I die 'cause I'm just a slave
Who's brave but fuck pickin' cotton, I'd rather see my grave
So I meditated before I was created and if you prefer sorrow

Made me reincarnated, now I'm back rulin' MC's
But pussy niggaz increase, well then it's just another nigga
That gotta get greased, so if you wanna talk shit
In order to avoid a fight, say what the fuck you wanna say
Just spell my name right, yeah motherfucker

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night

Judgement night, got gun, got badge
Judgement night
Judgement night in the echo of a gun blast
Judgement night
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Credits
Writer(s): Kirk Jones, Tyrone Taylor, Evan Seinfeld, Daniel Schuler, Robert Scott Hambel, Chylow M. Parker, William Graziadei Iv, Fred Jr. Scruggs
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