Coffin Tempo

(uh-huh) Creeping in the corner when the clock strikes midnight Shadows on the

drywall flickering in green light Never see me coming with the quick-step

flow Keep 'em frozen in the cold when the wind start to

blow (ha-ha)

Got 'em paranoid looking back wondering who did it Spit a hundred

words a minute vocal-slick when I hit it

Running like a phantom but I'm heavy on the track Got the

monster in the cellar and he's never going back

Beware the slow crawl but the tongue moves fast Make a scary

beat turn to a classic that'll last (yeah-yeah) Watch 'em freeze up

while I run the race Spitting heavy fire in a cold-dark space

They can't catch me

No they can't catch me (shhh)

Sudden impact when the beat drops back Got a pocket full of

rhymes and a pack full of traps Step-by-step but I'm running three

leagues ahead Leave a scary track jumping like a ghost from the

dead

(did you hear that?)