Lucifer

Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm gonna chase you out of earth

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm from the murder capitol

Where we murder for capitol

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm gonna chase you out of earth

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

So you niggas change your attitude

For they askin' what happened to you

Lord forgive him he got them dark forces in him

But he also got a rightous 'cause for sinnin'

Them a murder me so I gotta murder them first

Emergency doctors performin procedures

Jesus I ain't tryin' to be facetious

But "Vengance is mine" said the Lord

You said it better than all leave niggas on deaths door

Breathin off respirators for killin' my best boy haters

On permenant hiatus as I escape

In the Maybach Benz

Fly this then sanaa lathan

Pumpin' Brown Sugar by D'Angelo

In Los Angeles like an evangelist

How can you introduce you to your maker

Bring you closer to nature

Ashes after they cremate you bastards

Hope you been readin your psalms and chapters

Payin' your tithes being good Catholics I'm comin'

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm gonna chase you out of earth

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm from the murder capitol

Where we murder for capitol

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

I'm gonna chase you out of earth

Lucifer Lucifer son of da mornin'

So you niggas change your attitude

For they askin' what happened to you yes

This is Holy war I wet cha all with the Holy water

Spray from the Heckler Koch auto

Matic all the static shall cease to exist

Like a sabbatical I throw a couple at you

Take six spread love to all of my dead thugs

I'll pour out a little Louie to a head above

Yes sir and when I perish the meek shall inherit the earth

Until that time it's on a poppin' Church

Like Don Bishop the fifth upon cock either

Lift up your soul or give you the Holy Ghost please

I leave ya in somebodys Cathedral

And stuntin' like Evil Knievel

I'll let you see where that bright light lead you

The more you talk the more you irkin' us

The more you gonna need memorial services

The Black Album's second verse is like

Devil's Pie save some dessert for us

Man I gotta get my soul right

I gotta get these devils out my life

These cowards gonna make a nigga ride

They won't be happy till somebody dies

Man I gotta get my soul right

'For I'm locked up for my whole life

Evertime it seems it's all right

Somebody want they soul to rise

I'll chase you off of this earth

I got dreams of holdin' a Nine milla to Bobs killa

Askin' him why as my eyes fill up

These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow

Gone but not forgotten holmes I still feel ya

So curse the day that birthed the bastard

Who 'caused your Church mass reverse the crash

Reverse the blast and reverse the car

Reverse the day and there you are

Bob Allah Lord forgive him we all have sinned

But Bobs a good dude please let him in

And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge

Please blame it on the sun of the mournin'

Thanks again