No Room In Hell

Yo, Sam. We back bitches!

Good grip on that hood shit

Full fighting in front of the bull pit

Bad bitch don't take shit

Fucked 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 bleed in filth, one disappearance nobody see shit

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

Sam right rip real simple and plain

Sam B mother fucker 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 x2

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 on 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 bitch, 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 x2

(Chamillionaire) First of all 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 look like it caught flu and my neck look 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

• Artist:Sam B
• Album:Dead Island: Riptide