to your salvation Slaying the weak Ethnic elimination Any day we'll all be Swept away You'll be saved As long as you obey Lies Tools of the devil
hair back blonde again and laugh I?m the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I?m demonic with the craft There?s a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
your in, we'll have you Blackballed and make sure you never rap a fucken again Dre ain't havin it as long as Im here, play Devil's Advocate [Dr. Dre]
ll swerve first Two blind bandits panic, whose mental capacity holds That of a globe on top of nine other planets Kissed the cheek of the devil Intelligence
: (feat. Mobaddest, T.N.T) [Mobaddest] I serve clarks and guest I pack a heat in the vest My niggaz Esham & T, Equals slugs to ya chest So you best
veterans Run in Adidas store, six more valors, drawers feather skin Haircutted up, hollering, seven through three sixes No, we ain't the devil, where
blaow! blaow!) Who them fly niggaz when we walk through the party Pimp talk with the Mac strapped to our body Bartender's nervous, afraid to serve us,
Don't want no superstition to carry me down Got the devil grinning in my face Make me a pallet on your floor Mama tell me what to do Won't serve it
our rockin feast And it's no question of black or white, these devil tunes don't care about skin And we don't ask for faithful servants, hound dogs come
: There's this southern snake, 50 feet and heavy as hate Long time gone for man to see, true devil's servant, kill you and me [Pre-chorus:] I'm the
lie through my teeth if you need it kiss it better, should tragedy strike all your sorrows i'll impale gladly go straight to jail have the devil dance
through my teeth if you need it kiss it better, should tragedy strike all your sorrows i'll impale gladly go straight to jail have the devil dance a
no clout they gave me a house, for me and my spouse call my momma and my aunt, y?all should re-finance, I let them dance with the devil, dig their own
in a straight bucket, no it ain't a low-low He pulls up to a seven bedroom, eight bath Oh yeah! He's got to feel the wrath Pistola to the neck, devil
the ICE can't take it,time to microphone bake it Raise the heatin' level,break out your coal shovel Pump the temp,I'm sweatin' like a devil Listen to
right? Make peace or go raw? I can't explain the true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got
)) {There was a soul named Damien, he was nothing heaven could save} ((Instead he was cast to the flames of Hell to serve an eternal grave)) (Even in
That gets blown to pieces with the fall's first fickle breeze. When I feel that stirring, the illicit kiss. That's just the cool tongue of the devil with