Damn

I been away from hell too long, I think it's time I went home Ain't got no niggas or no weapons, steppin out on my own Now I missed curfew and shit, the devil's gonna be pissed But there was much tempation up here that I couldn't resist I saw MC's who rhymed about guns, they had none, so I bucked em Girls who gave they ass to anybody, so I fucked em Stick-up kids vickin mulies and blacks, so I stuck them And white girls on that feel-attraction shit, had to duck them Caught crossed by tellin truth, cause shit is real where I come from You're playin a hum-drum, catch a chest full of dum-dums Practice makes perf', that's why before my firey rebirth When I was house-burnt, I yearned to be the illest kid on earth Some dumb young whipper-snappers thought they could whip a rapper In skill as ill as I, so I was forced to rip them bastards Found out with certain chemicals folks forget how to act So there and I created heroin, cocaine and crack Made some women high for dick, named em nymphos and hoes Made brothers who didn't give a fuck, niggas are what I call those But I guess of all the shit I did foul and improper Shoulda made some shit to get rid off all the hip-hoppers And cops who were corrupt to the core, I grant free Somethin that's not for goverment from takin hard on me I had thought up some shit that makes you all: KKK got slayed But it fucked up and backfired, that's why you all got AIDS (Damn) I made a deal with Lucifer way back to assure my shit is fat And in return i gave him all the bodies hell can pack But somewhere down the line i got trifle He wanted the big deal, but non-cipher Nigga gave me assault rifle A deal's a deal, so muthafuck how you feel now Just keep my shit real, I'll keep blastin with the steel, pal You said I'm not your pal, I said you don't wanna be a enemy Remember, God was such a friend of me, he created 10 of me Me and my sons was up in heaven causin rukus Fuckin with them halo-havin-suckers Till he got fed and said fuck us Threw me on earth, and I recruited troops for unholy capers Murderers, thieves and child-rapists, smokin cess in bible papers Spreadin seeds throughout your sector, infectin mad heffas Killin your first-born son, drinkin blood like fruit nectar Upside down flame and crosses tatooed right on the chest Never stress drama, cause we absorbe bullets, fuck a vest Cuttin off the preachers' ears, so they can't hear but only see When I fuck they daughter then wash my dick in holy water Pure evil is my shit, kid, whatever got broke was fixed quick Look close at my dome, and peep the mad triple sixes Smoke a bit of that crack shit, brainiacs in backflips Walk around like on some old pullin-your-heart-out-through-your-back-shit Go to your funeral, kneel over your casket, cryin 'blesseth' Before 'he all you gaveth' smoke your essence with my cess bitch (Damn) (From hell) I smokes mad ism, but keep my thoughts clear, I never let a cloud appear I know what KRS was on when he made Outta Here Things can come and go like a freaky 4-11 ho One day you the muthafucka, yo, tomorrow no dough I ain't tryin to cross over, I stays on the street track And if I do, I raise enough hell to make em push me back Born, raised and fucked up in the ghetto Far from the grass of meadows Just a puppet with strings like Jepetto's Pinocchio And I love the fuckin streets, cause they show me, no Matter how high I hung, never let the a ho trip you, yo I learned shit could be bitter or sweet like a cup of coffee So I made a shank from my spoon and cut them fuckin strings off me Walk the line between good and bad, no net below me, no one to show me Where to go, gee, while the winds of change try to blow me Into one of another, but I be a determinded smart brother And held on, now I got some both in me, you muthafuckaaaaa...!