(Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha yeah
Ya'll interested to know
Check that sh** Lynch
Its the devil (Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah the cap busting neva stops
I got my clips and my glocks a bunch of motherf**as give me props
Funny style fools dealt with that's why I neva Lynch Hung with the crews low
Neva caught slipping I knew I had to have mine (yeah)
So I hooked up with my folks who hooked a n***a with a nine
Now I got my own back fade and once ya start shooting at foos
You betta have your own grave made
Foo named Blackie spitting at everybody bout
How he was hard and was knocking n***as out
I see some envyist of the Lynch Hung
Everytime I talk to em foos say he just bought a new gun
And I can feel em from a mile away
Fronting like he all that sh** but like my n***a say
Depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade n***a (chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade (Brotha Lynch Hung)
n***a I thought you knew you couldnt fade this
All them props you got ain't but fake sh**
Trying to run up on a oozie with a nine clip
And find your brain cooking in a barbecue pit (yeah)
'cause I don't play that sh** low and I ain't soft
Bout your rumors Gimmy got his mouth shot off
Then his head cut off just for f**ing up
With a n***a that got a room full of baby gut
When I was peeping it I was tripping off of what I seen
Dumb n***a you fronting on the wrong team
I coulda had you with a click getting hella props
Now you running around like a monkey with his head cut off
f**ing with me
No checking my nine pops
Leaving a n***a with a mouth full of gun shots
By a lunatic n***as score some old clothes
Im like some paid to filling bodies full of bullet holes
And I can feel em from a mile away
Fronting like they all that sh** but like my n***a say
Depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade n***a (chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Hey I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
You know I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Hey I got my own back fade (Devil)
Yeah you know what I'm saying
Im the so called Devil that Brotha Lynch was talking bout you know
They can't nobody fade this
This n***a packs his own people you know what I'm saying
But with this cannibalistic theory you know what I'm saying
So umm Lynch help me with this sh** kick that old sh** (Brotha Lynch Hung)
Most of my n***as come and go like a foos life
A couple of 40's and a joint later nut not
That's why I'm kicking with the hardest motherf**er living
My n***a nine eating humans like Thanksgiving
And it be eating em by the fo's at least
Marinating n***as skin like a thick slab of roast beef
Then I'm cooking em while I'm fiending for fee
Drinking a 40 eat some human meat and sit and watch my teeth bleed
Ain't a motherf**er out trying to feel me
About a million motherf**as wanna k** me
That's why ninna got 16 partners
Smoking a n***a from my human meat pot luck
Click popo buckshots to a n***as chest
n***a rips in my mouth now whos next
I got the menu of a motherf**ing cannibal
As I continue I'm a human eating n***aro
Eating n***as with my nine so hey
You fronting like your all that sh** but like my n***as say
Depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own back fade n***a (chorus)
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade
(Devil)
Yeah depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
(Brotha Lynch Hung)
Yeah I got my own back fade (Brotha Lynch Hung)
Coming straight from the grave with the rip gut
Cannibal Atheist couldnt give a motherf**
Heard a lot of motherf**as wanna stop this
I keep em paralyzed young manotonis
Though I pop sh** something like a blood vessel
Drink blood like a vamp then become amp
That means I take all the p**y and you get the fist
Grab a leg like a wishbone and make a wish
Pop yeah there it goes first love lead
To a bed full of p**y bleeding bloodshed
Now I'm psyched 'cause I know a n***a want some
He better pack a gun or know how to run
And I ain't met too many n***as that could eat meat
Like a n***a with a mouth full of crooked teeth
And I'm a motherf**er that thrive on h*mosapien beef
Them n***as don't know I'm seriously crazy
And I can feel em from a mile away
Fronting like they all that sh** but like my n***a say
Depending on a n***a gets a nine in my back
So hey I got my own backfade n***a (Devil)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha