Why

Out and about

And I saw an angel come down from heaven

Having the key of the bottomless pit

And a great chain in his hand

I laid hold on the dragon, That old serpent

Which is the Devil, and Satan, and bound in a thousand years

See

I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan

Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands

Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy

If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy

Me, All I do is move blow off tha corner

Paper chasin', cause I'm tryin to stack doe like colma, (Watch me)

I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight

Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night

Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right

The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ

I did alot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still

I look out for tha one the knocks

So why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me, why

Why he knockin' at my door, my door

Why the Devil keep on fuckin' with me

Can you tell me why he huntin' me for

Tell me what he huntin' me for, tell me

Could you tell me

Could you tell me what he huntin' me for

Tell me what he huntin' me for

Could you tell me, tell me

Could you tell me what he huntin' me for

You thinkin' lifes a joke, I'll slice your throat

Oh you a thug, you about to get yo' rights revoked

I'm from the Dirty, we don't even know the price of soap

I'm a star, look in the sky, you need a microscope

I'm way a-head of the game, thuggin' runs in my veins

My pockets chubby, so I went and got a gun in my name

Its just me, him and my blunt in the Range

A young nigga with the filty slang

Ha ha, I hop out like a Jack In The Box

With three macks and a glock

I'm askin' for nothin', I'm snatchin' my props

I'm gettin' money while I'm laughin' at cops

It ain't ya lad, I ain't bad

It's the Devil, why don't you tell'em to stop

Its like somebodys lookin' over my shoulder

Its hard to focus in the open I'm surrounded by vultures

So many haters I don't know where to turn

And niggaz be starin' us down like we got money to burn

First things first, I'm sick of all you industry thugs

You feel me, You a enemy if anything cuz

In memory of

Death to the powers that be

See I'm a motherfuckin' soldier ain't no coward in me

Somebody is constanly watching and following me

Throw shades over my eyes, Wont allow me to see

Allow me to peek

Forget about reading the fine print

My lyrical content on some Vietnam shit

Shoot 99% dogg, top of the line

I'm back on my grind

Satan in the back of my mind

Go a-head with the bullshit, tomorrow ain't promised

I'm pushin' the rock to stop from getting knocked unconscious

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I will fear no evil, for thou walk with me

It's Bad Boy baby, we done seen the ups and downs

Sunny days, rainy days, we'll never stop

Da Band, the next generation, God first

And we won't stop, Yea, Lets go

Yea, get off me, get off me

You know what team I'm on

One God, One love, One family, Bad Boy

I'm like Micheal baby

Dark Angel, Yea, You feel me

I see all you Devils out there

You'll never stop us