Devils Night

[Eminem]

I make music to make you sick of fake music

Hate music like devil worshippin' Satan music

So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's and Jesuses

Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix

Try to stop it but you can't do it (haha)

A whole generation of kids blowin' out their fuckin' brains to this

Kurt Cobain music, students converted to 'caine users

as soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it

What's your name?

[Swifty]

Judas!

Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this

I got niggaz that shoots to static, you don't understand

how I'm all up in you niggaz TV's like Carole Anne

I'm a poltergeist, lyrically I'm supposed to strike

Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Molson Ice

(Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife

I'm the type to go to gamblin' parties with trick dice

I rob casinos, slugs, eat those

You'd think it was the devil feedin' you jalapeños

Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your clean clothes

My fo' fo', prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong

CHORUS [Eminem]

It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)

It's Devils Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)

It's Devils Night 'cause I came back to rule this time!

It'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 duh da)

It's Devils Night 'cause I came back to rule this time!

It's Devils Night 'cause I came back to take what's mine!

It's Devils Night

[Kon Artis]

It's like I'm on the john, tryin' to shit and get no response

Constipated bitch, tell these pigs to back off!

The mind of rapist, Denaun never changes

Beat up strangers without a reason, I'm a anus

Walk the street in a "Beat It" jacket with a glove to match it

Drop the hat shit I put my head on opposite and step backwards

Walkin' zombied it's ornery

Pullin' armed robberies on politicians without a sense of camaraderie

[Kuniva]

Yo, I can concoct (?) slot, plus I run with the best

Hop on a motorcycle, bustin' wheelies over your chest

Bystanders standin' by, thinkin' oh what a mess

Blast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck

What the fuck do you expect, when the slugs are dealt

And make you feel every ounce of pain that Bugz done felt

A deranged team, smokin' grams of green

This (?)'ll make your fuckin' head shake like tambourines

I pledge allegiance to the streets of the D

And if you think you out cold, catch a piece of this heat

And when it blast, it'll take off every piece of your {*scream*}

From her barrettes to her cheeks to her cute little feet

Chorus

[Bizarre]

STOP TAKIN' DRUGS! I'm tryin'

My little boy is dyin', he losin' too much iron

And if I die, it won't be because I got shot

It'll be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock

Takin' drugs is cool, that's why I buy 'em

Shoot 'em up my ass, let your little brother try 'em

Ten years is what I'm facin'

Police breakin' in my house, Lil' Bow Wow in the basement (Jermaine!)

A rapist that'll bust in your mouth

I'll probably be in jail 'fore this fuckin' album comes out

I'm 18 years old, still shit in the bed

Beaten 'til I'm red, fear nothin' but war and bread

It's me again, fuckin' dirty jinn

So what if it burns, bitch when I stick it in

No medication, I'm outta percassets

I lost my weed, plus my fuckin' diaper's wet

Chorus