No Room in Hell - Josef J7 Lord

Yo Sam We back b**ches

Good Grip with that hood sh*t

Full fighting in front of the bull pit

Bad b**ch don't take sh*t

F**ked last week been dead since

In the muck one time kill em all with one line

From the swamp bump and grind ain't with the game no shoot and chop

Ain't no soft mouth when is gold Can't hang low where the demons go

Cats don't talk they plead the fifth one disappearance nobody see sh*t

On a different plane take it outside it's so insane

Sam right rip real simple and plain

Sam B mother f**ker ya'll in hell

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

Eat a brain while getting brained

Conductor on my zombie train all aboard kill a broad

Leave her bloody choked and stained

Won't play games no slick talk devil dick like a pitchfork

No super suit no bat cave just shrunken heads and dead stock

I'm Mossberg I'm 2Pac BIG with two Glocks

Big L from hell and back collecting heads in my napsack

Ghost rider with no chains spawned life with no cape

Demon child like hunger games

Chase a b**ch no escape

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

First of all I ain't going to hell

Let 'em know we're going to need a lease

I stay hungry I need a feast didn't I tell you don't feed the beast

Went and got a little holy water and put it onto my Jesus piece

Got her wet like she's seen the beach

And I think your girl's going to need to see a priest

Say I'm ill when I'm over seas couldn't see how that's not true

My Jewelry looks like it caught Flu and my neck looking like Achoo

Girl you got to be psychic if you think that I'm crazy

I would show you my good side but what have you done for me lately

Every day would be heavenly when she call me up and I stop through

Every day I look to the sky and thank god that I'm not you

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell

Reservations go bad and the guest list is closed

And the last one's alive and the devil locked his door

No room in hell

The nightmares come quick the air is getting thick

When the dead start to rise and there's no place to hide

No room in hell