Time to Go

Time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go

There's a sketchy motel on the block (Yea)
Where people go missing, even the cops
I said a sketchy motel on the block (Yea)
Where the door stays open, no need to knock
Something evil is going on, within those walls
I swear I saw something lurking in those halls (What's that?)
Fenced off, but still talking to me
Cuz I heard about the story in 73'
See, young Sue was walking, hitching a ride
A Chevy pulled up and she got inside (No)
He said "How ya doin'? Name is Clyde"
Next thing she knew, she was hogtied (No!)
Clyde was the owner, of the motel
And he stalked all his guests, so he knew them well
But now he's gone, and his spirit stayed
But within these walls his song still plays like...

Time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go

My enemies laying in bed with a dead horse
More bloody than Suge Knight at the source nigga
I spit fire like I'm holding a torch
Even Paul Walker died in his favorite Porsche
Now I got the club rockin', everybody in this joint
Hope I don't flop like an afro bit coin
I'm standing on top of a hill of dead bodies
Gonna have me one hell of a Day of the Dead party
With my skull mask, lookin' like a Misfit
Bouts to pull a lick with some niggas who ain't afraid to pull it
Treat your ass like a dog, throw the bone, go fetch
Ima burn this bitch down just to send you a message
Or catch you stuck in traffic on the 163
Pull a 187, it ain't nothing to me
I know a goon down to do it for free
Last time you heard of trinity she killed celebrities by the 3's

Time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go
Whoa oh oh
You don't wanna know
Where we're gonna go
Bitch, it's time to go