[Intro]
So tell me Mickey, how can you look at an ordinary person?
An innocent guy with kids, and then shoot him to death?
I mean, how can you bring yourself to do that?
Innocent?, who-who's Wayne are you innocent?
I'm innocent? yes I am of murder? definitely
Its just murder man, all gods creatures do it in some form or another
I mean.. you look in the forest you got species killing other species
Our spices killing all species, including the forest
We just call it industry, not murder
But I know a lot of people who uhh deserve to die
Why do they deserve to die?
I think everybody got something in their past, some sin
Some awful secret thing
A lot of people walk around out there already dead
Just need to be put out of their misery
That's where I come in, fates messenger
[Intro]
[Artist 1]
Midnight fall demons in my mind, its a full moon
Eyes bloodshot red, got my scared devils coming soon
Staring in the mirrors mane, cannot see my fucking face
So I grab the Glock 19, and finna go rob another place
Walking out the door, im kinda slow I grip my fucking nine
[?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?]mind
Evil is disable, its my label demons screaming mane
Pistol full of fire, I never lie I like to shoot them thang
Going through a disaster cause my master said i [?]needa so[?]
Spirit after spirit got me hectic with my nigga Yo
Back up on my track I sell my crack my shadow dressed in black
Never hide no fear you hear [?][?][?][?][?]
Havin evil thoughts about this cross that's burnin' up in flames
On my knees oh help me please, [?]im fizzuced in the fucking game[?]
All about my riches fuck these bitches, thinking of a plan
D-E-V-I-L, the devils Ridgecrest Killa Klan
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[Lil Yo]
Well I would get back up and [?][?][?][?]
Mane I was around 5 o-clock
With a mane, master plan so we came up with a plot
Armed robbery, we walk the streets in the murder of first degree
Plus I know a nigga mane that work down at first Tennessee
Called up my nigg tell em "I'll be there about 6, leave the back door unlocked, ima come in like the knock"
[?]Big blue stones, ski mask jone and im dressed in camouflage[?]
Shoe polish on my face, cause I'm coming like the mob
Seen the bank teller, should i killer her?
I don't even not know
Let my Glock start thinking and quickly blowed up the ho'
Come from the back, seen a bitch and a nigga with 2 kids
And a security guard at work puttin my nigga on alert
Grabbing all the cash and some knowledge
What the fuck yall gon do with my hostage?
Let the kids out the do' plus the grown-ups they must go
Runnin out the back, leaving no trace
Hoping and prayin i ain't catchin no case
For these sucka mutha fuckas they can stay up out my face
Then I hit that thang [?][?][?][?] 5'os on my fucking ass
[?]Trick and smokin'[?] chicken while lil [?][?] count my fuckin cash
5'o wanna get a nigga , setting up a road block
I hit the gas even harder fool we ain't gonna stop
Made a quick left and I'm ballin in down in high[?] park
Helicopters in the air I think I see a thousand cops
Ballin down lounge[?] street, to holla at my daddy[?] son[?]
Blow my horn keep on goin the 5'o got me on the run
[Artist 2]
When the night falls I'm dressed in black
Creepin on the scene with a[?] big full gat[?]
[?][?][?][?][?][?][?][?] on the scene
Dropping these bitches for the nitty' green
Killin these bitches for the mother fucking cheese
Hanging these [?]black haters[?] from the trees
Gotta get my [?][?][?] fucking way
So I gotta blast and chief some hay
Killa better known as little T
Coming straight from the S-M-P
If you wanna test that shit I bet you get your wig split
Dropping these bitches off in the [?]
If you snitch you gon get lynced
Try to lie, you gon die, hollow point bullets gon multiply
Killa B leaving these bitches scared
Killa B leaving ho's dead in the med
Even [?][?][?] for a mother fucking sack
A sack gon make a nigga likely react
With a mother fucking gun in my hand
A gun in my hand im a devious[?] man
If you cannot stand this shit this shit is too thick Frasier click[?] bitch
[Artist 3]
Stand[?] full of dope, inhaling all the smoke
Demon shit is in my mind
I'm paranoid and with this 9
Looking out for them folks, sometimes I might be low
Smokin on that light green dope
As this makes me cough and choke
Popping slugs up out this nine, hoping I won't do no time
If I get caught with this nine, stayin strapped all the time
If i have to pop a nigga, I won't be scared to pull the trigga
People think we forget it nigga, im your momma's grave digga'