Lyrics:
him,
Me use one one coppa,
swell u fatta,
suck u mada,
u a fagot,
me killa dem a real murder toe tagger,
pull up pan u enz,
Start squeeze,
Ratta
would escape
My fate from the badge I await
Will I die or carry on my way
Are you the devil's knight
While I'm trailed by the popo
Are you the devil's
Call The Devil By His Name
Now’s the time you gotta make things happen
Stand up, get out of the crowd
No excuses when you make your move now
you do that? Ion know!
There's some people that just wish the devil's will for me
Got some old friends God had to move away from me
No one will ever
guy
Bible under his bed
Knows it by heart
But still chose to act like this
You better pray!
Father Father
Who art in heaven
Hollowed by thy name
Amen
the horror
A heroes end is still the end
My kind won't be seen again
Let the right one in
Ya gotta go with the devil you know
It's a goddamn sin
Ya
nigga
Better stay up in your place, bitch
Fuck around and get your face split any day, nigga
They know I'm a demon, you ain't met the Devil until you
as a pea, though my weight fluctuates
Size ain't shit, cause I have enough game to make you steal from ya mama
And call her out by her name
I can make her
duck for cover
I come with a chrome y'all can makin' hoes pay the cost
Infrared to ya head full of lead yawkin' lames
You can betcha by the dollar
they set us up like dominoes
So they can laugh when we fall even Obama knows
And as the drama grows it's all kind of foes
We faced with hella devils
quit it with a bitch You wanna talk about agony
But you ain't know shit, you ain't know shit
Hey, hey, have you ever been touched by your mama
Have you
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga
Dump six motherfuckin' feet of dirt on a nigga
My hands stay dirty, 'cause I play dirty the mob way (what)
You don't know
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a nigga
Dump six motherfuckin' feet of dirt on a nigga
My hands stay dirty, 'cause I play dirty the mob way (what)
You don't know
Happiness is not even an option my friend it is
Something that you'll never know
Believe superstitious swampbies and zombies, sea
Monsters and sorcery,
mack-a-docious
Most ferocious
Cash all in my holsters
Burn more bread than toasters
You must know this, the cats 'm with is the coldest
Hip-hop quota but
fooling anyone y'know. Look, isn't there
something you can do?
DEAD PERSON: I feel happy... I feel happy.
[whop]
CUSTOMER: Ah, thanks very much.
(Hit me with some more, if you don't hear me, so I split your wig)
(Glock in my draws as I walk the motherfuckin' track)
You know what the fuck we
death, devil, devil, devil
Devil, evil, evil, evil, Evil songs
Hell, you know that's how I get along
The world is full of tragedy so
How can it be wrong
devil boy
And those who know me
Yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me devil boy, if you call me devil boy
You're going to all burn in hell
Hey devil, get behind me
Hey devil, under my feet (mmm)
Hey devil, don't you touch me
Nah, nah, nah listen here, mean devil
I've been, I know I
around ya
You know the big guy from Bed Stuy once said “mo money mo problems”
Now if you thinking you save yourself the trouble required, with no money
Bitches doing splits on the dick for a tip
Think she finna be my girlfriend and take her on some trips
901 Beat Cartel
You're in the mix with the one
wears Prada
Devil wears Prada
Devil wears Prada
What, you didn't like the first take
We could call it a second date
Everyone knows you're fake and giving
split my body
Step in my heart
By snapping it's called the power
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