| I’m possessed by a muthafuckin devil bitch
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| (I'm the muthafuckin devil)
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| Calling right from under hell
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| I came to settle shit
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| Kill these bitches with my power
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| & replenish it
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| & All these stupid muthafuckas wanna settle shit
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| Well settle this
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| Yeah
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| First Verse:
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| You don’t know the sacrifice that I had to give
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| To try to live this life
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| To try to get to get the mic
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| And try to spit the shit that I spit
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| To make you wanna hit the pipe
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| Cause I’m dope I’m loaded inside your bowl
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| If you spark the flame
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| You know getting high
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| You can’t get with I
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| Cause I sit beneath the sky
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| Fallen angel until I die
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| Right
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| Never really even had a clue
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| About the shit that I be saying
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| When I talk about the muthafuckin Devils
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| That be taking over deep inside my body
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| And they try to make bleed until
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| But i can never let em stop me
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| Cause I’m riding for the same side
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| Cutting off my muthafucking wings
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| Feel the burn
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| Cause you know that you can’t fly
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| Horns growing right outside my muthafuckin head
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| So I can never lose a battle
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| Cause you know that I can’t die
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| Step up
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| Get your ass knocked down to the ground
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| Cause you know
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| That you can never try to come around
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| And everything I’m looking at inside of my vision when I’m living
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| Make me feel like I was born to live underground
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| I ain’t got time for the drama
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| That be coming in the life
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| Because I wanna try to get myself right
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| But I can never try to get myself right
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| If every single night
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| I be feeling like I just wanna die
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| Fighting Suicidal thoughts
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| That penetrate my brain
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| If you feel like you alone
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| Then I feel your pain
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| Fuck the people in your life
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| That act like they don’t care
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| Go get your muthafuckin money
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| Throw it in the air
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| Hook:
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| I’m possessed by a muthafuckin devil bitch
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| (I'm the muthafuckin devil)
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| Calling right from under hell
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| I came to settle shit
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| Kill these bitches with my power
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| & replenish it
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| & All these stupid muthafuckas wanna settle shit
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| Well settle this
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| Yeah
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| Second verse:
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| You swear you hate me
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| But your ass always hit me up
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| I wouldn’t collaborate with your crew
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| I’d rather get a feature from Daffy Duck
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| And I don’t give a fuck
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| Cause I’m taking off
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| While you sitting in the background hating
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| You can keep praying
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| For my demise
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| Itll it never happen
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| So keep waiting
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| Wait
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| Waiting for another opportunity
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| To lift these muthafuckas
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| When I pull em out the ground
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| And everybody that be talking all that shit when I be spitting
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| I don’t even hear your voice
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| So you don’t even make sound
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| Getting drowned from the fame that I claim
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| Hope you feel it in your veins
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| All the jealousy, the rage and the pain
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| That you showing everyday
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| You can try to take it out on me
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| But I swear I will never be afraid
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| A muthafuckin renegade
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| Taking out the blade
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| Make my way
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| Carve my name right into your shoulder
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| I’m colder
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| My my mouth is a muthafuckin gun
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| And I never really ever found a need for a holster
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| Post her
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| Right on the muthafuckin wall like a picture
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| Spread her legs and lick it up like a swisha
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| Take another picture with your sister
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| Like a post card
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| Get it in the mail
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| Cause I know you Probably miss her |