Speak Of The Devil

Now I don't know what it was But I can tell you one thing In all my years... I've never seen anything like it [Verse 1] And you can find me in the Dark room, bloody with a heater for the danger Tell me if you wanna know what's deep inside the chamber Devil talkin' to me when I murder with the finger Must've known that I be killin' bitches, spill 'em with the banger Shakin' a ho like I was at a beezy, could'a been easy greasy Tell me you wanna be off in the middle, I'm makin' sure that they get dizzy Eeny-meenie-miney-mo, I'm droppin' a ho up in Tahiti Fuck her in the pussy till the shit is lookin Velveeta Raised by a demon in a pit who told me 'never love a bitch or ever listen to that shit' I put a dick between they lips and tell the bitch that it's a kiss And I am here to grant your wish and introduce you to the sick (Brain!) Speak of the devil, I will send you motherfuckers To another level full of Night Time, you know! Sittin' in a circle doin' voodoo Nigga, black magic, I be at it, acrobatic judo! The belly of the beast I gotta eat I'm about two seconds away from really just hackin' off your feet I'm dangerous, I don't ever wanna hear you peep You playin' if you want, but I play this shit for keeps Peak, I was all alone on a full moon Off of 'shrooms and a fat bag of that ganja Trippin' while I'm walkin' down the street Flippin' out and seein' niggas do the arm thing like E-Honda If you win then I will make amends and I'll forgive your sins I'm reminiscin' off of the events before the shit begins I gotta bend you over, open up and stick a pistol in I'm drinkin Henny, you don't want to bitch and go to hell again I'm in my own lane, and you don't wanna see me come up In your house and act a fuckin' loony with the trigger How the fuck am I signed to a label?... When I already sold my soul to the devil, nigga! [Chorus: Redro Killson] Speaking of the devil When I walk in the room they should already knew, yeah Speaking of the devil I sold my soul, I got the juice and I use it, yeah Speaking of the devil Hell's fangs in my heart, nigga, are soothin', yeah Speaking of the devil I wanna let it go, but the devil got my Speaking of the devil The devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the devil The devil got my soul, my soul Speaking of the devil I wanna stop but I need it, I need it Speaking of the devil I'm in it deep and can't beat it, when I'm Speaking of the... [Verse 2] I'm in it way too deep, I woke up out my sleep And sittin' like my heart is 'bout to beat up out my chest Maybe I should stop leavin' people in the street But my brain is tellin' me ''shit, who motherfuckin' next?'' Cut 'em, drag 'em, put 'em in the backyard This is what you get for the people try'na act hard Make a diss record hopin' it'll get you views You will lose and you're bruised, I got tools that leave your back scarred Maybe it's ironic, movin' supersonic Blowin' hella chronic, homie, you'll get lost in the smoke The angel tellin' me to stay calm But the demon tellin' me to hang a nigga by his motherfuckin' throat Never stop until he choke, blood poppin' up out his mouth Until they got him walkin' blue into the gates of death The reaper is callin', you ballin' You're cryin' like a bitch and try'na dip with the evasive left It's voodoo, it's evil, I see through the people But it is true, I teach you I'm new school and lead you And the views will make you understand why I must reach you Either that or I be in your house to heat you and eat you Now, homie, you don't really want the creature to beat you Jurassic, I'm talkin' 'bout this monstrous nigga Sit up on the top of a dark world, like a dark lord Darth Vader and I'm conquerin' niggas Summon the one they callin' Sam like every time you wanna bring the pain I will make 'em feel my burn You roll until your motherfuckin' end And it really doesn't matter any which way your wheels gon' turn And it's still your turn, but you don't want me comin' up Into your house and act a fuckin' loony with the trigger How the fuck am I signed to a label?... When I already sold my soul to the devil, nigga! [Chorus] Dark room, bloody with the heater for the danger...