Well, I think the devil drives a Coupe De Ville I watched 'em drive away over the hill Not against her will, an' I've got time to kill Down in Brokenheartsville
Put me in a hole in the ground With the money and the towel And the women, all runnin' around Can't complain about the mess Momma killed the only dress
We take it to 'em runnin' nothin' but realness Surely livin' in the life it's for the thrills We went up and over the hill Went through the whole drill Haters try to kill
in his eyes, use your automatic weapons Shoot in the crowd an' keep steppin' Read about it later, wrong nigga got hit Shot a gangster in the leg but you killed
Devils working hard He probably clocking double shifts on all of his jobs Frightening, so f-cking frightening Enough to drive a man insane I need a license to kill
up your anatomy, steadily, calm and deadly Spatter-head lyrics I lick through your transmit MC's submit to the will as I kill your Juvenile freestyle, civilize the mentail Devils
north From Illadelphian reps to fly points across the map Bring it back to respond/react To bring it back to respond/react to this The attractive assassin, blastin' the devil
I'm doing em Then I'm Beating em down with aluminium Then I'm putting two in em You can't touch me I've been Devil sinned Wanted for imbesslement A lot
the kind of motherfucker making the hit list When I see you in the street you better run and cover 'cause if I pull out my gat, I shoot to kill motherfucker
to kill him and i think i can Violent J know the way so im gonna getcha If ya standing in my way im getting wit ya The black devil, that devil ya dont
light And put an end the the chaos in the ghetto and an end to the killings Heard what's going on in the free world Broke out the asylum and killed
Its fucked up! Thoughts in my head Of people wanna kill me But you can't kill me 'cause if you kill me, I'll be back to kill you Done it before, do it
wild birds to moan And it's debt to the devil, and willy must pay And it's debt to the devil, and willy must pay For killing pretty polly and running
? 'Cause I bust styles, new styles, standin' strong While, others Run a Hundred Miles But I never run, never will Deal with the devil with my motherfuckin
Now watch me go I Will, Thank you [XV - Verse 1] On ya mark, get ready, set Always right I never left Exhales, exiting hill, thank God for every breathe Shaking the devil
to sing about a full moon Poured down on us like a thousand rivers in Stephanie's room And you said you'd remember always the shadows on the hills below
hills Big yellow moon risin' up over the hills My baby's on a tear and she's fit to kill Big yellow moon risin' up over them old hills Devil's in the
Gonna reach right in, gonna grab the till Buy a brand new hat and a Coupe Deville Lay a patch on the road that runs over the hill There's a beach somewhere