Lucifer - A Cappella (Explicit)

Yeah, woo

Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh

You see, you see, you see

Uh

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

(You see, you see, you see)

Kanyeezy you did it again, you a genius nigga!

So you niggas change your attitude (please believe it)

'Fore they asking what happened to you

Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him

But he also got a righteous cause for sinning

Them a murder me, so I gotta murder them first

Emergency, doctors performing procedures

Jesus, I ain't trying to be facetious, but

"Vengeance is mine" said the Lord

You said it better than all

Leave niggas on death's door, breathing off

Respirators for killing my best boy, haters

On permanent, hiatus as I skate

In the Maybach Benz, flier than Sanaa Lathan

Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo

In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist

I can introduce you to your maker

Bring you closer to nature

Ashes after they cremate you bastards

Hope you been reading your Psalms and chapters

Paying your tithes, being good Catholics, I'm coming

Uh, uh

You see, you see, you see

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

(You see, you see, you see, you see)

(You see, you see)

So you niggas change your attitude

'Fore they asking what happened to you (Lucifer, Lucifer)

Yes, this is holy war

I wet y'all all with the holy water

Spray from Heckler-Koch automatic

All the static shall cease to exist

Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six

Spread love, to all of my dead thugs

I pour out a little Louis, 'til I head above

(Yes sir) and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the earth

'Til that time, it's on and popping, church

Like Don Bishop, the fifth upon cock either

Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost

Please I leave you in somebody's cathedral

For stunting like Evel Knievel

I let you see where that bright light lead you

The more you talk, the more you irking us

The more you gonna need memorial services

"The Black Album's" second verse, is like

Devil's pie, save some dessert for us

Man, I gotta get my soul right, uh

I gotta get these devils out my life, uh

These cowards gonna make a nigga ride, uh

They won't be happy 'til somebody dies (yeah, nobody)

Man, I gotta get my soul right, uh

'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life, uh

Every time it seems it's alright (let me get serious for y'all)

Somebody want they soul to rise (one second)

I'll chase you off of this earth

I got dreams, of holdin' a Nine milla, to Bob's killer

Askin' him why as my eyes fill up

These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow

Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel you

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, Bobalob

Lord forgive him, we all have sinned

But Bob's a good dude, please let him in

And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge

Please blame it on the son of the mornin', thanks again