you solo and friendless Contact lens less then lifeless The trifest mc You never wanna fight with Or rock a mic with Carry a knife with Da brigade on the night
of us x12) Murda Inc. shit Heh, Ja Rule, Slow Rob Irv Gotti, Rebel, uhh Get it right Black Child, day's on We all in here, Big D Tauric Huh, uh, Chris
a new pack It's like a car with no gas trying to go real fast I'm letting you know from the ghetto, MC's you'll be petro You'd better take the metro,
muh'fuckin' hip, it's a Midwest thang Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, what you think we live on a farm? Nigga be for real We got Benz's Rovers' and Jag's, Hummer's and Deville
s Devils Night - cause I came back to take what's mine! Yes it's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah) It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah
Chorus: I only fuck with you, on two occasions, When I'm drunk and I'm high, I would be broke, if I could be with you, That is why it's for one night
If I left this world tomaro I'd say goodbye If you could take one thing with you what would it be? If you could be [? ] Away, away, away... [x12]
'm weed fiend for the green nigga gotta make that money man [8x] It's real always [verse 3] Last night I P.O.D'd next to me Ouija, Ouija, and I fell
brew} (Then shot everybody) (They set it up wrong, created the ghetto and thought it wouldn't last long) {Thought we'd kill each other off, didn't think we'd
in the fuck can I rest in peace when I wasn't ready to die So I'm begging my niggas to get my revenge And do it the same night they put me under Now
so she pay her sister Her baby daddy ain't 'bout shit, that nigga ain't 'bout shit Spilt his daughter milk just to cop a new outfit She pray to God every night
eight Now I need something in my stomach cause I haven't ate Maybe I'll grab a plate of nachos and I'll have a steak And you'd think with all I have
(Featuring D12) [Intro: Kon Artis] Yeah, we straight from the census bureau Haha, Runyan Ave We lookin for yo' momma D-12 - where yo' momma at? Miko ?
he could breathe again? Niggas One of us {x12} Murda Inc. shit Heh, Ja Rule, Slow Rob Irv Gotti, Rebel, uhh Get it right Black Child, day's on We all in here, Big D
in mud Walk the cemetery at night, 12 midnight with a shovel Speakin to the spirits talkin to me, thinkin is that God or is it the Devil? [Chorus] Feed
'm bluffin [Chorus] [LL Cool J] Uhh! [Funkmaster Flex] Exactly! When we in the car we 22'd up When we in the big truck we 24'd up, y'knahmean? When
' cash is highly addictive especially when you're used to havin' money to live with I thought step back look at my life as a whole Ain't no love it seems the devil
(feat. D-12 and Eminem) [gun cocked back] [Eminem] Nah, we ain't goin [echo] I love bein hated, it great it Let's me know that I made it I wouldn't