Body Count : Hey Joe

Fusion / USA
(1993 - Reprise Records)
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1. HEY JOE

Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand ?
Hey Joe,
Where you goin' with that gun in your hand ?

Goin' down to shot my old lady
You know I caught her mess around with another man,
Goin' down to shot my old lady
You know I caught her mess around with another man,
That ain't too good

Hey Joe,
Heard you shot your woman down,
Hey Joe,
Heard you shot your lady down,

Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught that girl mess around town

Yes I did, I shot her
You know, I caught that girl mess around town
I took out my gun,
Then I shot her

I shot her

Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Hey Joe,
Where you gonna run to now?
Where you gonna go?

Goin' way down south,
Way down to mexico way
Goin' way down south,
Way down where I can be free,

Ain't no hangman gonna,
Get a rope around me,
Ain't no hangman gonna,
Get a rope around me


2. VOODOO

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

Way down in New Orleans, yeah
I met this old lady,
She said she'd teach me 'bout Voodoo
She said she knew about Voodoo (Voodoo)
She said she'd teach me 'bout Voodoo
She said she knew about Voodoo (Voodoo)

She had an old doll,
She had a long shiny needle (Voodoo)
She held the doll in the air
It looked kinda like me
She took the needle,
Stuck it in its eye!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!
My eye, bitch!

Oooooooooooooooh!

Now I'm still in the room with this crazy bitch,
And she still had the doll.
She said I'll teach you 'bout Voodoo, (Voodoo)
You wanna learn about Voodoo (Voodoo)
She said I'll teach you 'bout Voodoo. (Voodoo)
She said she knew about Voodoo

She held the doll in her hand (Voodoo)
She had some long shiny scissors,
She said some magic words (Voodoo)
The doll looked more and more like me
She held the doll in the air (Voodoo)
She took the scissors,
cut off all its fingers !
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!
My fingers, bitch !

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!
Voodoo, Voodoo
Voodoo, Voodoo

So if you're ever down in New Orleans, yeah
You might meet an old lady
She might have a doll
It might look like you
Don't ask about the Voodoo (Voodoo)
Stay away from Voodoo (Voodoo)
Leave alone the Voodoo, (Voodoo)
Muthafuck the Voodoo


3. BOWELS OF THE DEVIL

Out one night, yo, just chillin' out with my crew
We were actin' wild
'cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do
Got a nine at my waist
Stay out my fuckin' face
You fuck with me
Right here'll be your resting place
Some ol' sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me
I shot him in the face,
Murder, in the first degree
Now I'm sweatin', regrettin',
That's not for me
They got me locked in the fuckin' penitentiary

Bowels of the devil,
Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil,
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there,
They call it goin' out the back door,
The back door, the back door, the back door

Walked in the club all the ho's gave me the sex look
They like a nigga like me 'cause I'm a known crook,
And my posse's down, we don't mess around,
You fuck with us,
You'll be six feet underground.
That night they got me locked in a row called death
The governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath.
That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
Up here in this fuckin' penitentiary.

Bowels of the devil,
Let me tell you what the sucka eats,
Its stomach's filled with my homeboys
Guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there,
They call it goin' out the back door,
The back door, the back door, the back door. Yeah !

Bowels of the devil,
Let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,
Its stomach's filled with my homeboys
Guts made out of steel and concrete
Bowels of the devil,
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there,
They call it goin' out the back door,
The bowels of the devil,
Let me tell you what that sucka eats,
Its stomach's filled with lost souls
Guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
Listen close, 'cause I've been there before
And you don't wanna die there,
They call it goin' out the back door,
The back door, the back door, the back door

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