Lucifer

See, See, See

I'm from the murder capital where we murder for capital



See, See, See

Kanyeeze you did it again you a genius nigga



So you niggas change your attitude b'for they askin what happened to u

[Verse One]

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 res-por-rators

for killin my best boy, HATERS

On perminate hiatus as i skate

In the Mabach Benz

Fly this as i'm late

Pumpin "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo

In Los Angeles

Like an evangelist

I can 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 ties being good Catholics

I'm commin



[Chorus]

See, See, See

I'm from the murder capital where we murder for capital



See, See, See

So you niggas change your attitude 'for they askin what happened to you



[Verse Two]

Yes

This is Holy war

I wet cha all with the Holy water

Spray from the Hetckler Koch auto

Matic all the static shall cease to exist

Like a sematical i throw a couple at you

Take six

Spread love to all of my dead thugs

I'll pour out a little Louie til i 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 the Holy ghost please

I leave ya in somebodys Catedrial

And stuntin like Evil Kenevil

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 Albums second verse is like

Devil's Pie please 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 til 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)



[Verse Three]

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