I make music to make you sick of fake music Hate music, devil worshipper satan music So say your prayers, your hail mary's & Jesus' Take two sticks, take em' together and make a crucifix Try to stop it but you can't do it A whole generation of kids blown out their fuckin brains To this Kurt Cobain music Students converted to Kane uses soon as they heard it Went out and murdered a man to it. What's your name? Judas
Got my nine with 6 sharpshooters Now lets do this I got niggas that's used to static You don't understand How I'm all up in you niggas tv's like Carolanna I'm a poltergeist. Lyrically I'm supposed to strike Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Molsen Ice Want his wife. I'm the type that go to gamblin parties with trick dice I rob casinos, slugs eat does You think it was a devil feat, you jalapenos Now you outta the scene ho's shot at your clean clothes A 44 prone to make you niggas breathe wrong It's devils night
It's devils night It's devils night Cause I come back to rule this time It's devils night Cause I come back to take whats mine It's devils night
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Yo, It's like I'm on the john tryin' to shit and getting no response Constipated bitch tell these pigs to back off Mind of rapist the 9 never changes Beat up strangers without a reason. I'm a anus Walk the street in a beated jack with a glove to match it Drop the hatchet pull my head on opposite and step backwards Walking zombie that's honory Pullin' on robberies and politicians without a sense of camaraderie
Yo. I cock the non-slot. Plus I run with the best hop on the motorcycle Bustin' wheelies over your chest By standers standin by takin over the mess Blast through every hickey that them bitches put on your neck What the fuck did you expect? When the slugs get dealt and make you feel every ounce of pain that Buggs had felt A deranged team smokin ganz of greens This car beam will make your head shake like tambourines I pledge allegiance to the streets of tha D And if you think you out cold, catch a piece of this heat And when it blasts it'll take off every piece of your niece From her barrettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet
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I don't speak in interviews. My mind's in the water Think I'ma lock and hide this double X L reporter I'm sniffin' coke with Marilyn Manson Bout to get the boot off my label just Jason Hanson Will Bizarre die? Bitch I ain't psychic. I keep kickin' these crazy ass lyrics Cause your faggot son like it. Yeah Now who the fuck am I, a role model? Tell your son alcohol's good and pass me the fuckin'
bottle Drop outta school and sell dope. Fuck it sell soap, get smoked, and hung by a rope. I'm so confused and abused A Baptist that worships Mary A Muslim that eats barbeque And fuck Montell and Ricky Lake Put me on Jerry Springer Beat my grandmother's ass during the commercial break Somebody shot me Interscope dropped me For killin' my wife on the episode of Hard Copy
