Devil high on speed Devil has a black dress So her arms can bleed Kids sure like the devil these days and i'm the devil with the black dress on Do you
' the lights on? Fuck with the lights, fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights, fuck with the, with the lights on Fuck with the lights on with the, with
pussy it?s a sin but if it falls in your lap it?s a blessing soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive
To come for me (To 200th) You won't win (Manhattan) Niggas got me sittin' on the roof Eye trained, on scope, blessin' 100 proof Hand on toes, 'bout to
it takes is one shot to put your ass in a ditch But you gon' get the other 49 for bein' a bitch Go to war with the big men when it makes no sense to
effects of, hot raps and hot tracks A duffle bag full of guns son, dipped in black My culture, slides and attacks like a vulture Ghostface and Madison Square is on
steel toe eruption, it's a gusher! Tonecrusher smith,usher the style,stubborn born criminals foul within the isle Let off a signal with attitude,magnitude ,beat through, me devil
Trotter, a.k.a. [BT/Tariq Trotter] Well um, Black Thought from The Roots y'all [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Simmons, a.k.a. [AJ/Joseph Simmons] A.J.
Pull me up on game, put me up on a hustle Once I suck my money muscle, all the G's got devils Movin' shit like a dollar, beatin' niggaz like Rodney Turn a
myself, I'm a changed man Dressed in black out to jack me a game plan Situation critical, it's called creepy physical Hella cold, I'm a gonna be off
mature now, with one knot, from tryin' to get locked And to the shorties on the block, tryin' to twist 40 tops Get your act together, do some carpentry with a Black
I write death threats in brail With somewhat of a God complex sending the Arabs to the depths of hell I warned you, you were for warned, now witness like horns unveiled I'm taking you on a
, 'Children of the Corn' on a swing I stuck needles in your face like Pinhead You been dead for eighty hours in a college dorm With a thunderstorm, lightning with
Black mind and spirit is at hand I'm fightin' for 'em A holy war with the beast with the 7 heads It's your last supper, feast on this unleavened bread
got a problem, bring Rico, he came to find me We don't f-ck with Tommy's, only the ones for the hommies Got the whole hood on sour diesel and (?), now
Here's a little story I got to tell And this dis goes on, again and again Here's a little story I got to tell And this dis goes on, again and again Here
right, by and by Workin' like in a main line, workin' like the devil The game is the same, it's just upon another level Po' boy, dressed in black, police
