- Song Name: Death Comes Callin'
- Artist Name: Everlast
- Album: Whitey Ford Sings the Blues
- Songwriters: Bill Curtis, Erik Schrody, Richard Cornwell
- Release Date: 1998.09.08
- Label: Tommy Boy
LYRICS FOR "Death Comes Callin'"
A yes yes y'all
A little B-boy blue
You know it's too beucou
I've been from New York to Cali
Spent two days in the valley
And I think I'm 'bout to lose my mind
And if I think 'bout it one more time
I'm a blow my stack
Give me some room that I can breathe in
Now I'm a start weavin' spells like a wizard
King of the lizard
Not everybody can relate to hood
But I used to roll with high frequency
Had a habit of juvenile delinquency
If y'all could see all the things I did
When I was a kid
When I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew
And when I was the age of three
I had all the maddest fishes swimmin' after me
And when I was the age of four
I was bustin' out shows with the rhymes galore
Day to the night
Up around where I stay
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
Day to the night
Up around where I stay
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun
I think
Lord
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun
I think
Lord
Yo
It's time to get these hons start raisin' some sons
Plant your seed in some fertile soil
And watch me start bubblin' like I'm 'bout to boil
Like Olive Oil love Popeye
I got to keep rockin'
Time keeps slippin'
I'm in the road less traveled sure got lotta stones
Day to the night
Up around where I stay
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
Day to the night
Up around where I stay
You got to watch how you act and watch what you say
'Cause their ain't no stallin' when the death come callin'
When the death come callin'
Watch me break it down
There's a red house yonder just over the hill
With my name carved into the window sill
Think
Yeah
That's what me and my old woman used to say
We used to lie in bed and make love all day
Think I'm gonna burn it down
Yeah
Think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun
Think
Lord
The man that lives by the pistol
Dies by the smokin' gun
Think
Lord
Lord
Lord
Lord
Lord
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