All lined up waiting for the gunshot to start the race All engines powered up, there is no return Feel the thrill of the speed, this is a Deathrace Screaming
beast You can put me in a cage You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed There ain't no hell like the hell I raise I'd die in the bed I
next so fuck yo vest we dumpin' Killin' all that punk shit that you heart be pumpin' See somethin' I take it cuttin' through the red tape Yo legs break tryin' to catch up who who led the race
up And Hell's closin' in It's repentance day Repent for your sins When the gates of Heaven open up And Hell's closin' in Raised in Hell, waitin' for
the USA? And then makes sure that they come around the way Gain the points until the whole race traps And teach up my woman that she should call up the cops The projects are hell
rust Curdled by frost Warriors of ice Fight...Be wild The hell fighters Warriors of ice... Mid way through life, mid way to death The nomads soldiers
decline. As we are raising hell everyday, we have woken up the two horned master. He is awake for the free blood. Soon there will be a big death storm
race of men I raise my chalice ad toast to thee Set forth unholy quest We fee the earth the blood of our enemies Searching all lands delivering death
m not the same Swave you knew, I'm a whole new person More assertive and aggressive, my attitude worsened I raise hell on this earth Your rap is over,
gone, you can still feel me On the real, B The shit is eternal, I rock the Heavens well Even if they won't let me in Heaven I raise hell, till its Heaven
and asked for better cards at times to no avail But I never sat back feelin' sorry for myself If you don't give me heaven, I'll raise hell 'til it's
of blasphemy I will waste the human race Behold my hate Evil take me! / Cermony suicide Satan connect / my inverted life with hell Slowley I drown inside the jaws of Death
they took a new life was ended With only death on their mind, thousands in line The stormed from side to side, through heaven with death in their sight
your nuts if you have to (East Side) And all the political soldiers that ain't never comin' home (RIP Too) To all my homies, East Side... While you in your cell, raise hell
in banishing this creature to the dark Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell
Let not your hand be hesitant or death will be your mark Lest regained sight should speed her flight away from burning hell A steady heart must seal her
Taste of the life, devour your soul Your boys are now numbers raising the toll You think you're a victim, societies leech Sinned all your existence, white
through a window with broke glass My time has come, at last to stick your motha fucking ass Bury me six feet, and I will still creep And raise the hell
