笨小笨The Horns of Abraxas (Explicit)歌词由Roc Marciano&The Alchemist&ICE-T演唱，出自专辑《The Elephant Man’s Bones (Explicit)》，下面是《The Horns of Abraxas (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
The Horns of Abraxas (Explicit)歌词完整版
The Horns of Abraxas (Explicit) - Roc Marciano/The Alchemist/ICE-T
Lyrics by：R. Meyer/A. Maman/T. Marrow
Composed by：R. Meyer/A. Maman/T. Marrow
Produced by：The Alchemist
Okay check this out man let me tell you a story
Story
Story
About doing a ******* favor for a friend right
We get in the car I start driving
He want me to dump it somewhere in long island
Like out in some you know marsh
Wild field or some
That wasn't something unexpected
'Cause the nigga been doing dirt for years
He gets in he gets out but this time it's the feds
So I know it's serious business
Heads or tails death or jail
Death or jail death or jail
The road to success was hell success was hell
With the bones of the dead soldiers we left a trail
Your soul just left your shell woo
The cobra shed it's scales
The coke was pelle pelle pelle
The rose rollie' pink champelle champelle
Handlin' pills sam cassell slide on 'em slide on 'em
Hit em' up style blu cantrell you
Can't tell right before your very eyes with no surprise
Uh the final level like ice this a zeitgeist
I bit the red mike and ike
Put out your lights like you got
Hit by iron mike with the right
I'm just on the mic exorcising my rights uh
Wild life bite your windpipe
I'm not the type you wanna pick up
At night tryna hitchhike uh
Look what I did with just a kitchen knife
The only thing missing was spice
I always had this particular vice
Vice
Vice
Vice
Vice
Vice
Vice
Vice
Uh right before your very eyes with no surprise talk
I fantasize about a fantacide uh
I'm standing over your dead parents fanning flies woo
The porsche panamera it flies flies flies
I'm wearing fear of god but I don't even fear god woo
The cardiologist can't hear my heart woop
I'm dark did a lot of robberies in the skylark yup
Left tire marks tire marks
Skrrt all this ice it don't hide my scars
Hide my scars
The firearm it belong on a tripod uh
Got this far without even trying hard
Imagine if I apply my smarts
Apply my smarts
Apply my smarts marci' marci'
So I was gloved up I ain't left
No prints in the ************
So I'm like yo this **** is just abandoned
So my curiosity got to me
Said why does this **** stink right
Stink right
I pop the trunk and listen my nigga
Two dead bodies in the back of the trunk
Plastic bags over they heads covered in maggots
Maggots
Maggots
Maggots two dead *************
I'm looking at this **** I'm like this nigga
This nigga
