Слова:
King Diamond Burn

is here tonight Then let him play his violin so wild Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour Higher, burning

is here tonight Then let him play his violin so wild Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour Higher, burning

here tonight Then let him play his violin so wild Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour Higher, burning

is here tonight Then let him play his violin so wild Higher, burning higher, flames will soon devour Higher, burning higher, the smell of skin turned sour Higher, burning

Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! Hip Hop! Beat Street The king of the beat You see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street

Tone got is money up Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what Ya'll staring at the angel of death Liar liar pants on fire You burning up

street bullies for cheddar, and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice, the kings and the Yankees

family no more, nigga? This is tight shit, tighter than white in ya wallet Yo, I'm talkin' bags of heavy coke, bracelets on every men Innocent dope pushers, over night king

fed, get mo' In the old school Lincoln, thinking I sit low Let problems burn slow away I yearn for the day that it won't go gray Remember we were kings