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(Devil)

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha yeah

ya'll interested to know

check that shit Lynch

its the devil

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah the cap busting neva stops

I got my clips and my glocks a bunch of mother*****as give me props

funny style fools dealt with thats why I neva Lynch Hung with the crews low

neva caught slipping I knew I had to have mine (yeah)

so I hooked up with my folks who hooked a nigga with a nine

now I got my own back fade and once ya start shooting at foos

you betta have your own grave made

foo named Blackie spitting at everybody bout

how he was hard and was knocking niggas out

I see some envyist of the Lynch Hung

everytime I talk to em foos say he just bought a new gun

and I can feel em from a mile away

fronting like he all that shit but like my nigga say

depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

so hey I got my own back fade nigga

(chorus)

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

nigga I thought you knew you couldnt fade this

all them props you got ain't but fake shit

trying to run up on a oozie with a nine clip

and find your brain cooking in a barbecue pit (yeah)

cuz I don't play that shit low and I ain't soft

bout your rumors Gimmy got his mouth shot off

then his head cut off just for *****ing up

with a nigga that got a room full of baby gut

when I was peeping it I was tripping off of what I seen

dumb nigga you fronting on the wrong team

I coulda had you with a click getting hella props

now you running around like a monkey with his head cut off

*****ing with me

no checking my nine pops

leaving a nigga with a mouth full of gun shots

by a lunatic niggas score some old clothes

Im like some paid to filling bodies full of bullet holes

and I can feel em from a mile away

fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say

depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

so hey I got my own back fade nigga

(chorus)

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

hey I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

you know I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

hey I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah you know what I'm saying

Im the so called Devil that Brotha Lynch was talking bout you know

they cant nobody fade this

this nigga packs his own people you know what I'm saying

but with this cannibalistic theory you know what I'm saying

so umm Lynch help me with this shit kick that old shit

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

most of my niggas come and go like a foos life

a couple of 40's and a joint later nut not

thats why I'm kicking with the hardest mother*****er living

my nigga nine eating humans like Thanksgiving

and it be eating em by the fo's at least

marinating niggas skin like a thick slab of roast beef

then I'm cooking em while I'm fiending for fee

drinking a 40 eat some human meat and sit and watch my teeth bleed

ain't a mother*****er out trying to feel me

about a million mother*****as wanna kill me

thats why ninna got 16 partners

smoking a nigga from my human meat pot luck

click popo buckshots to a niggas chest

nigga rips in my mouth now whos next

I got the menu of a mother*****ing cannibal

as I continue I'm a human eating niggaro

eating niggas with my nine so hey

you fronting like your all that shit but like my niggas say

depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

so hey I got my own back fade nigga

(chorus)

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Devil)

yeah depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

yeah I got my own back fade

(Brotha Lynch Hung)

coming straight from the grave with the rip gut

cannibal Atheist couldnt give a mother*****

heard alot of mother*****as wanna stop this

I keep em paralyzed young manotonis

though I pop shit something like a blood vessel

drink blood like a vamp then become amp

that means I take all the ***** and you get the fist

grab a leg like a wishbone and make a wish

pop yeah there it goes first love lead

to a bed full of ***** bleeding bloodshed

now I'm psyched cuz I know a nigga want some

he better pack a gun or know how to run

and I ain't met too many niggas that could eat meat

like a nigga with a mouth full of crooked teeth

and I'm a mother*****er that thrive on homosapien beef

them niggas don't know I'm seriously crazy

and I can feel em from a mile away

fronting like they all that shit but like my nigga say

depending on a nigga gets a nine in my back

so hey I got my own backfade nigga

(Devil)

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

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