100 Black Coffins

"Oh now you are one lucky nigger"

"You better listen to your boss white boy"

"Oh I'mma go walking in the moonlight with you"

"You wanna hold my hand "

"Hahaha"

I need a hundred black coffins

For a hundred bad men

A hundred black graves

So I can lay they a** in

I need a hundred black preachers

With a black sermon to tell

From a hundred black bibles

While we send them all to hell

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins black coffins oh lord

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins oh lord black coffins

I need a hundred

I seen a hundred *s die

I put that on my life lord

I wouldn't tell a lie

Unless it had to do with mine

In the middle of the night

Killas coming for your life

All he wanna do is shine

I broke off the chains

Only the realest remain

See you praying to Jesus

But will that help ease the pain

Seen a brother get slain

For a job full of change

Yet I post on the block

Look like I'm Big Daddy Kane

Is you a cat or a mouse

Keep them rats out the house

Battle scars on my back

Ni**a tattoos all around

Hundred dead b**ches

Hundred black coffins

Money on his head b**ch

I'm trynna make a fortune

I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men

A hundred black graves so I can lay they a** in

I need a hundred black preachers

With a black sermon to tell

From a hundred black bibles

While we send them all to hell

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins black coffins oh lord

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins oh lord black coffins

I need a hundred

I seen a hundred women burn

As they stood firm

Treat a ni**a like a germ

What did she do to deserve

Put me on the farm

Pig's feet in the jar serve it to me warm

Any questions they hang 'em

Better pray for Django

Got me working in fields

Too many years it get fatal

All I want is my woman

Such a wonderful mother

On the days that it rain

Her smile bright like a summer

Our revenge is the sweetest

B**ch cuz I'm coming

Got to die in my arms for

What you did to my mother

Hundred dead b**ches

Hundred black coffins

Twelve gauge shotgun

Chest full of copper boom

I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men

A hundred black graves so I can lay they a** in

I need a hundred black preachers

With a black sermon to tell

From a hundred black bibles

While we send them all to hell

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins black coffins oh lord

I need a hundred black coffins

Black coffins oh lord black coffins

I need a hundred