100 Black Coffins (Prod. Jamie Foxx) Lyrics Rick Ross

[Hook]

I need 100 black covers for a hundred bad men
100 black graves so I can lay they ass in
I need 100 black preachers with a black sermon to tell
From 100 black bibles while we send them all to Hell

I need 100 black coffins, black coffins, black coffins
Oh lord, I need 100 black coffins, black coffins, oh lord, black coffins
I need a hundred…

[Verse 1]

I seen a hundred niggas die
I put that on my life, Lord
I wouldn’t tell a lie
Unless it had to do with mine
In the middle of the night
Killers coming for ya life
All he wanna do is shine
I broke off the chains
Only the realest remain
See you praying to Jesus
But will that help ease the pain?
Seen a brother get slain
For a jar full of change
Yet I post on the block
Look like I’m Big Daddy Kane
Is you a cat or a mouse?
Keep them rats out the house
A lot of scars on my back, nigga
Tattoos all around

A hundred dead bitches
A hundred black coffins
Money on his head, bitch
I’m tryin’ to make a fortune

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

I seen a hundred women burn
As they stood firm
Treat a nigga like a germ
What did she do to deserve?
Put me on the farm
Pig’s feet in a jar
Serve it to me warm
Any questions they hang him
Better pray for Django
Got me working in fields
Too many years it get fatal
All I want is my woman
Such a wonderful mother
On the days that it rained
Her smile bright like the summer
My revenge is the sweetest
Bitch, cause I’m coming
Gotta die in my arms for what you did to my mother

A hundred dead bitches
A hundred black coffins
Twelve-gauge shotgun
Chest full of copper

BOOM!

[Hook]