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King Diamond Evil

was born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain

born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain, I

born on the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead I was made a mercenary In the legions of hell Now I'm king of pain,

Be the number 1 smuggler in the area Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated State to state and over seas gettin' faded Buddah king

Intro: So you've got so many diamonds you wear all the finest clothes and your grill is shining as you're driving down the streets of gold BUT YOU CANT

the mic whack And that's the way it is 'cuz yo it's like that Money, money y'all It be the root of all evil Money, money y'all It makes you popular

it, d-d-damn Yes (yes), let's go (yes), uh huh Aiyyo, money is the root of all evil I thought But when I'm broke is usually when I have the evilest thoughts

is ever mine, I gave you diamonds. And in an act to seal the oath, I gave you roses, be careful of the f**king thorns. In your eyes I saw the end, these

throats like inhale smoke Forever ready like nine volt, batteries Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe From Queens them Kings