Who the hell is Satan? And why I gotta be'em?
I ain't worshipped Nathan, so why you gotta see'em?
When you look at me is it the Imagery?
It's gotta godly evils not my energy
I pose as angels clothes is mangled
Instead of girbeaus and Kangols, the ho's still dangle
I chose the angle of souls who tangle
With foe's those who stain yo brain so bane though painful
Shit is what they like, hit is what they might
Spit his stuff in life, shit is fucking tight
But some people think it's an evil experiment
Some people is fearing it, those who do Beatles is hearing it
Sincerity is neezle sin,
People who look and never listen they thinking that I'm the tyranny of evil men
But I just tell it like it is dude
My life story's quite gory spitting even if it is rude
So ain't no brimstone I ain't Jim Jones
So put your grins on listen to them songs
And you will see that they be classics Verbal Gymnastics
You call me Lucifer go to hell you bastard
Chorus
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
The way I come is sick
and I'm on some other level boy
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
Cause I am not the everyday
I'm not no mellow boy
They call me devil boy, they call me devil boy
And those who know me
yes they know that I am well annoyed
They call me devil boy, if you call me devil boy
You're going to all burn in hell
Verse 2
Hot Christians pop my disc in
Stop the dissing, squat and listen
I never say hail Satana
I'll never bail out and sell out and sell gay drama, Hey mama
Tey trying to crucify me like Jesus
Religious groups deny me like skeezers
We mic pleaser's rip it and write heaters
Niggas that ain't pleased with quickness are light readers
I said 'Anghellic', then let the man sale it
I let the fans smell it, then I expand relish
But the devil tried to stop me that's JCOR
They thought I'd crumble when it's rocky and stay poor
Deus Vobiscum we players go get some sprayers
And hits'em with layers of slayer inscriptions
That mean God be with you we split dude then hit you
With pistols whip you then giggle never dissing nizzle again
I talk about the rain, I talk about the Sun
I speak about the pain, I speak about the fun
I'm saying that I'm bad, I'm saying that I'm good
I'm saying this to the suburbanites and every hood
Yaw act like I'm saying
(I love Lucifer I will kill all of you)
Motherfucker I ain't step into the limelight
To devil worship in front of kids, get yo mind right
Chorus
Verse 3
They call me Devil Boy, but I don't like that
Those who recite that, that's where the fights at
Cause I;ma tight cat, who hella write rap
Even a slight crack and I'll be right back
To the Devil worshippers at my signings thinking I'm narly (huh)
I just wanna go to your parties
So I can run thru all your goth bitches and rock bitches
Take'em on the block and now they 2Pac bitches
I love the dark side with horror got archives
I'm sure you got hard lives, Missourah is our side
and it's hella depressing hella stressing
Retrogression back to depression a hell of a lesson
This where it gets more sick, don't respect poor pricks
Who listen to this album and then say Exorcist
You dense, hence the word Ang it means good
Hellic it means bad you didn't catch it you should have
Idiots make me wanna bust it (rebel toys)
Tried to explain now I say fuck it (several ploys)
Foolish title I can't touch it (devil boy)
Cause I talk backwards (suseJ sevol uoy)
Chorus
Repeat 2 times
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