Well my devil won't let me out Well my devil won't (Fuck the law) As I maneuver through the streets A policeman and then the predeceased bodies of those who disagree (Like, fuck them all) I pray the soldiers get release The price of grief wasn't cheap

My faith in you is very comfortable for me My faith in you, baby, is very comfortable for me I'm blazing through Until you're comfortable for me Who you fucking with when there ain't nobody fucking with you? I told you I knew you before you even knew

I'm only getting in where I fit in This a two-seater you cannot sit in I got a dub in the rear end I got caught when I fucked her friend Say I wouldn't do it and did it again I got some dogs who want me to win Went to the lot and bought a new Benz I hit

Damn, niggas wanna stick me for my paper Who the fuck is this? Paging me at 5:46 In the morning, crack of dawn and Now I'm yawning, wipe the cold out my eye See who's this paging me and why? It's my nigga, Pop, from the barbershop Told me he was in the

I will tear this whole fucking house down I'm bettin' you won't do shit Oh, really? Try me. Try me! Come on, try me! Fuck out my face! Try me, bitch! Then come on and try me! Get out my fuckin' face, move! What you gonna do?

Everybody got their own demons Everybody fightin' their own war I can be an angel sometimes, I can be real fucked up I miss you only sometimes, I give you real tough love 'Cause I'm a devil with a halo, whoa-oh-oh Ever seen a devil with a halo? Ever seen

Yeah you can be his forever baby, but tonight you mine I pay you in cash baby, he just pay you mine Tell me you love me baby, and tell me it's mine You can have the whole thang if you came right now Quit fucking with them lames right now I could put you

You are the end of everything This is the end of everything I think I'm gonna be sick and it's your fault I haven't slept since I woke up You are wrong, fucked, and overrated And found my whole life was a lie, motherfucker Shallow skin, I can paint with

And we gon' rock this motherfucker (All night) Feel right in this motherfucker Feel good in this motherfucker My whole hood in this motherfucker Come on, come on Ladies and gentleman, give it up for Mystikal Calling all cars for the Prince of the South

Don't get it fucked up I do this shit for my, I do this shit for my Yesterday was the freshest nigga in America I swear to God I ain't lyin' bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh Niggas talkin' bout oh shit I pull up they like oh shit Now look whose talkin', bitch