[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!
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