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Death Comes Callin' Lyrics - Whitey Ford Sings The Blues - Everlast

A yes yes y'all 

It's too fresh 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 

See ya out the back 

Give me some room that I can breathe in 

Now I'm a start weavin' spells like a wizard 

King of the lizard 

My mojo's risin' like my nature should 

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 

Ya might flip ya lid 

 

'Cause, 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 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

I say day to the night 

Night to the day 

Up around where I stay 

We do things this way 

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 (gun) 

I think I hear a steam whistle 

Lord, when my train gonna come 

 

The man that lives by the pistol 

Dies by the smokin' gun (gun) 

I think I hear a steam whistle 

Lord, when my train gonna come 

 

Yo, all you duns packin' guns 

Fightin' for ones 

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 Oyle love Popeye 

Just won't stoppa 

I got to keep rockin' 

Ticks keep tockin' 

Time keeps slippin' 

My mind keeps trippin' 

I'm in the road less traveled 

Sure got lotta stones 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

 

Watch me break it down 

There's a red house yonder 

Just over the hill 

With my name carved into the window sill 

I think I'm gonna burn it down 

Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down 

That's what me and my old woman used to say 

We used to lie in bed and make love all day 

Now I think I'm gonna burn it down 

Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down 

Yeah, I think I'm gonna burn it down to the ground 

 

The man that lives by the pistol 

Dies by the smokin' gun (gun) 

I think I hear a steam whistle 

Lord, when my train gonna come 

 

The man that lives by the pistol 

Dies by the smokin' gun (gun) 

I think I hear a steam whistle 

Lord, when my train gonna come 

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