| You are the prince of darkness
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| Arch enemy, father of evil
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| Hell born, demonic, savage, fierce, vicious, wild
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| Tameless, barbaric, uncontrollabe, obstinate beast
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| Horny little devil, you gotta back up
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| Horny little devil, you can’t bust a nut
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| Lookin' at my girlfriend’s black skin
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| You wanna jump in, but she don’t like white men
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| So don’t flirt at work, you fuckin' jerk
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| Or get your punk devil ass hurt motherfucker
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| She ain’t with the pale face
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| Cause y’all fuck at a snail’s pace
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| And you might get sprayed with mace, from the ebony
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| So when she’s doing her job you better let her be
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| Don’t try to pinch the gluterus
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| Thinkin' that you about to knock out the uterus
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| Cause she’ll tell you to kiss her ass quick
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| And where I’m from, devils get they ass kicked
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| Mr. Sexual Harrasment
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| Asking for a blow and when the answer is «fuck no»
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| Looks like you wanna terminate
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| But that’s when I go Psycho like Norman Bates
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| I wanna kill the devil for talkin' shit
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| Cause he can’t get a taste of the chocolate
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| African breasts; |
| cause white bitches have no butt and no chest
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| Black women have bodies like goddesses
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| Sorta like Venus, but put away your penis
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| Cause the devil is a savage motherfucker
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| That’s why I’m lighter than the average brother
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| Cause you raped our women, and we felt it
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| But it’ll never happen again if I can help it (me neither)
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| Cause nobody in my neighborhood has caught jungle fever yet
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| So horny little devil, you better listen
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| Before yo' ass come up missin'
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| And it’s like that
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| Now you wanna get me
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| Horny little devil must be, a F-A-G
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| Tryin to fuck me out my land and my manhood
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| Have me broke eatin' Spam, and canned goods
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| Locking down on my neighborhoods
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| Treat me less than a man cause right now you got the upper hand
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| But my ass is a virgin
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| You might have fucked the Indians
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| But you can’t surgeon me
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| And when I’m on top I won’t be fuckin ya
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| I’d rather put a buck in ya
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| Cause I hate the devil with a passion
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| And when I see the whites of his eyes I start blastin'
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| Dig a hole and throw his ass in
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| And I won’t be happy till I’m down to my last ten
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| Get his fuckin' pitchfork
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| Tie him up, and then feed the bitch pork
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| Little devil can’t fuck me out my pay
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| Cause horny little devil true niggas ain’t gay
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| And you can’t play with my Yo-Yo
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| And definitely can’t play with me you fuckin' homo
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| Cause we’ll blow your head off
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| And turn that white sheet, 'to a red cloth
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| Plus when they’re all dead
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| I can cut that Jheri juice and get a bald head
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| Then let it nap up
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| Go down to the corner store and beat the Jap up
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| Clean all the crap up
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| Out my city, now the whole block look shitty
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| Put his dick on a wood block
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| Swing swing swing, and chop chop chop
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| Now who’s the next to nut
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| Color Me Badd, but you can’t sex me up
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| So don’t even try it, put your dick on a diet
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| Cause this is Watts Riot 1991 and I’ma get my gun
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| Put an end to the devil, so get a fucking shovel
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| (repeat chorus) |