Apartment 223 Dr. Dooom

[Intro]
Do not ring the bell
There is nobody home
The spirits around will haunt you
Do not ring the bell
There is nobody home

[Chorus]
Apartment 223 (I'm very hungry)
Apartment 223 (I'm very hungry)
Apartment 223 (I'm very hungry)

[Verse 1]
Apartment 223 with body parts under my bed
Cut your abdomen out
Stab your fuckin' leather coat
I chant while candles burn
With robes on, you will learn
Christian or Hebrew
On the the balcony I see you
The Devil's coffins with corpse of course
In a mental state earthquake
Schizophrenic eatin' Campbell's soup
Takin a piss urinalysis test
I hope you wear a fuckin' bullet proof vest
Just purchased the Charter Arms .38
When you entered the confetti hell gate
On the peed floor, bloody towels on sculptures
Machine guns and suitcases
For all you niggas with two faces
Mass murderer, should have been in San Quentin
I'm doin' life to ten when I come home
You goddamn right I'm goin back again
Fuck the drinks on the table
While you sleep, I take pictures of bullets in your navel
Open your face and pour milk in your forehead
Count the bodies, that's four dead
Look behind your fuckin' back
With the drill bit in your ass crack
Extreme pressure, teach you a lesson
Fuck your confession of evil
I march with black sheets
On the Sunset streets
With hoods like Dracula
I walk in back of ya
Draggin' your stomach parts to McDonalds
Drink Absolut bottles and bottles
While you tryin' to fuck with the most exotic models