Speak Of The Devil
(专辑: The Last Demon - 2014)
Now I
don't know what it was But I
can tell you one thing In all my years... I've never seen anything like it And you can find me in the
Dark room, bloody with a
heater for the
danger Tell me if you wanna know what's deep inside the
chamber Devil talking to me when I
murder with the
finger Must've known that I
be killing bitches, spill 'em with the
banger Shaking a
ho like I
was at a
beezy, could'a been easy greasy Tell me you wanna be off in the
middle, I'm making sure that they get dizzy Eeny-meenie-miney-mo, I'm dropping a
ho up in Tahiti Fuck her in the
pussy till the
shit is lookin Velveeta Raised by a
demon in a
pit who told me 'Never love a
bitch or ever listen to that shit' I
put a
dick between they lips and tell the
bitch that it's a
kiss And I
am here to grant your wish and introduce you to the
sick (Brain!) Speak of the
devil, I
will send you motherfuckers To another level full of Night Time, you know! Sitting in a
circle doing voodoo Nigga, black magic, I
be at it, acrobatic judo! The
belly of the
beast I
gotta eat I'm about two seconds away from really just hacking off your feet I'm dangerous, I
don't ever wanna hear you peep You playing if you want, but I
play this shit for keeps Peak, I
was all alone on a
full moon Off of 'shrooms and a
fat bag of that ganja Tripping while I'm walking down the
street Flipping out and seeing niggas do the
arm thing like E-Honda If you win then I
will make amends and I'll forgive your sins I'm reminiscing off of the
events before the
shit begins I
gotta bend you over, open up and stick a
pistol in I'm drinkin Henny, you don't want to bitch and go to hell again I'm in my own lane, and you don't wanna see me come up In your house and act a
fucking loony with the
trigger How the
fuck am I
signed to a
label?... When I
already sold my soul to the
devil, nigga! Speaking of the
devil When I
walk in the
room they should already knew, yeah Speaking of the
devil I
sold my soul, I
got the
juice and I
use it, yeah Speaking of the
devil Hell's fangs in my heart, nigga, are soothing, yeah Speaking of the
devil I
wanna let it go, but the
devil got my Speaking of the
devil The
devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the
devil The
devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the
devil I
wanna stop but I
need it, I
need it Speaking of the
devil I'm in it deep and can't beat it, when I'm Speaking of the... I'm in it way too deep, I
woke up out my sleep And sitting like my heart is 'bout to beat up out my chest Maybe I
should stop leaving people in the
street But my brain is telling me ''shit, who motherfucking next? '' Cut 'em, drag 'em, put 'em in the
backyard This is what you get for the
people try'na act hard Make a
diss record hoping it'll get you views You will lose and you're bruised, I
got tools that leave your back scarred Maybe it's ironic, moving supersonic Blowing hella chronic, homie, you'll get lost in the
smoke The
angel telling me to stay calm But the
demon telling me to hang a
nigga by his motherfucking throat Never stop until he choke, blood popping up out his mouth Until they got him walking blue into the
gates of death The
reaper is calling, you balling You're crying like a
bitch and try'na dip with the
evasive left It's voodoo, it's evil, I
see through the
people But it is true, I
teach you I'm new school and lead you And the
views will make you understand why I
must reach you Either that or I
be in your house to heat you and eat you Now, homie, you don't really want the
creature to beat you Jurassic, I'm talking 'bout this monstrous nigga Sit up on the
top of a
dark world, like a
dark lord Darth Vader and I'm conquering niggas Summon the
one they calling Sam like every time you wanna bring the
pain I
will make 'em feel my burn You roll until your motherfucking end And it really doesn't matter any which way your wheels gon' turn And it's still your turn, but you don't want me coming up Into your house and act a
fucking loony with the
trigger How the
fuck am I
signed to a
label?... When I
already sold my soul to the
devil, nigga! Speaking of the
devil When I
walk in the
room they should already knew, yeah Speaking of the
devil I
sold my soul, I
got the
juice and I
use it, yeah Speaking of the
devil Hell's fangs in my heart, nigga, are soothing, yeah Speaking of the
devil I
wanna let it go, but the
devil got my Speaking of the
devil The
devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the
devil The
devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the
devil I
wanna stop but I
need it, I
need it Speaking of the
devil I'm in it deep and can't beat it, when I'm Speaking of the... Dark room, bloody with the
heater for the
danger...