Letra de canción descargada de: https://www.albumcancionyletra.com ------------------------------------------ D12 - Devils night ------------------------------------------ [Eminem] I make music to make you sick of fake music Hate music like devil worshippin Satan music So say your prayers, your Hail Maryīs and Jesuses Take two sticks, tape īem together and make a crucifix Try to stop it but you cainīt do it (ha ha) A whole generation of kids blowin out their fuckin brains to this Kurt Cobain music - students converted to īcaine users as soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it Whatīs your name? [Swifty McVay] Judas Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now letīs do this I got niggaz that shoots to static - you donīt understand how Iīm all up in you niggaz TVīs like Carole Anne Iīm a poltergeist, lyrically Iīm supposed to strike Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Molson Ice (Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife Iīm the type to go to gamblin parties with trick dice I rob casinos, slugs, eat those Youīd think it was the devil feedin you jalapenos Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your clean clothes My foī-foī, prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong [Chorus: Eminem] Itīs Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) Itīs Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da) Cause I came back to rule this time! Itīs Devils Night - cause I came back to take whatīs mine! Yes itīs Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) Itīs Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da) Cause I came back to rule this time! Itīs Devils Night - cause I came back to take whatīs mine! [Kon Artis] Itīs like Iīm on the john, tryin to shit and get no response Constipated bitch, tell these pigs to back off! The mind of rapist, Denaun never changes Beat up strangers without a reason, Iīm a anus Walk the street in a "Beat It" jacket with a glove to match it Drop the hat shit I put my head on opposite and step backwards Walkin zombied itīs ornery Pullin armed robberies on politicians without a sense of camraderie [Kuniva] Yo, I can concoct the nine slot, plus I run with the best Hop on a motorcycle, bustin wheelies over your chest Bystanders standin by, thinkin oh what a mess Blast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck What the fuck do you expect, when the slugs are dealt And make you feel every ounce of pain that Bugz done felt A deranged team, smokin ganja greens This car beamīll make your fuckin head shake like tambourines I pledge allegiance to the streets of the D And if you think you out cold, catch a piece of this heat And when it blast, itīll take off every piece of your {*scream*} From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet [Chorus] [Bizarre] STOP TAKIN DRUGS!! Iīm tryin My little boy is dyin, he losin too much iron And if I die, it wonīt be because I got shot Itīll be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock Takin drugs is cool, thatīs why I buy īem Shoot īem up my ass, let your little brother try īem Ten years is what Iīm facin Police breakin in my house, Lilī Bow Wow in the basement (Jermaine!) A rapist thatīll bust in your mouth Iīll probably be in jail īfore this fuckin album comes out Iīm eighteen years old, still shit in the bed Beaten ītil Iīm red, fed nothin but water and bread Itīs me again, fuckin dirty jinn So what if it burns, bitch when I stick it in No medication, Iīm out of perkasets I lost my weed, plus my fuckin diaperīs wet [Chorus] [Eminem] Itīs Devils Night!