Walking these streets like a shadow in the night

Watchin’ your back,  fightin’  the fight

Pretty little ladies as they work their beats

Knowin’ their nothing, just trafficking meat.

I can see my home boys, travelin’ in packs

Sporting their weapons,  hiding their tracks

People all screamin’, Shots fired in the air

For this hell called life is really despair.

IS THIS EVIL PART  OF OUR CREATION

CAN’T PUT IT PAST PURE IMAGINATION

DON’T STOP NOW, WE ARE THE CREATION

OF HELL ON EARTH

HELL’S JUBILATION.

Every night, demons chase me in my head,

Only a life that’s worth living, is another shot dead

All this pain

All this sorrow

Is there gonna be a me

Tomorrow.

I can see the darkness as it penetrates my eyes

Cuz this life I am living, is a hell of lies.

No more money, no more pain

No more dying or going insane…

IS THIS EVIL PART OF OUR CREATION

CAN’T PUT IT PAST PURE IMAGINATION

DON’T STOP NOW, WE ARE THE CREATION

OF HELL ON EARTH

HELL’S JUBILATION

No more light in the darkened street

Too much  hate, too much greed

Life  Ain’t worth living when you aint got a dime

And if there ain’t no money you can’t buy time

For time is a commodity for which you seek

It eats up the hungry and feeds on the weak

This revolver in my head just showed me the way

And now I’m nobody cuz life blew me away…

Never nobody when life done blew you away.

IS THIS EVIL PART  OF OUR CREATION

CAN’T PUT IT PAST PURE IMAGINATION

DON’T STOP NOW, WE ARE THE CREATION

OF HELL ON EARTH

HELL’S JUBILATION

Now ain’t it something when your not even there

A life not worth living when your living in fear

Just go pick up the brothers and take one more ride

Through the streets of hell

A hell called life.

IS THIS EVIL PART OF OUR CREATION

CAN’T PUT IT PAST PURE IMAGINATION

DON’T STOP NOW, WE ARE THE CREATION

OF HELL ON EARTH

HELL’S JUBILATION