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big l - the devil' son lyrics

ayo showbiz i had this bugged out
dream last night that i was the devil’s son b,
i was doin some ill sh-t.

chorus:
when i was twelve i went to h-ll
for snuffin jesus (2x)
i’m waivin automatic guns at nuns.

l’s a rebel on the higher level go get the shovel
cuz im the only son of the m-th-f-ckin devil
its a fact im livin foul black n-gg-s should have
known i was sick from the sh-t i did a while back
cuz bein bad i couldn’t stop when i was in preschool
i beat a kid to death with a wooden block.
f-ggot n-gg-s i was back slappin, i realized that every
time i got mad somethin bad happens.
a n-gg- hit me wit a can of beer then he ran in fear
later they found him hangin from a chandalier
enemies i be buckin quick
my moms know who i am cuz she know who she was f-ckin wit
on my scalp the 666 no tricks when i catch fits my mom picks up the crusafix.
and i kill chumps for the cheapest price im rollin wit saitan not jesus christ.
enemies i got several done big l straight from h-ll the mothaf-ckin devil’s son.

chorus

yo im all about takin funds, im a stone villian known for killin and rapin nuns,
ayo i even kill handicapped and crippled b-tches
look at my scalp real close and you’ll see triple 6’s.
theres no doubt im all about a dollar i just signed a life time contract with the funeral parlor.
this kid still owed me dough i didn’t take his life
instead i tied him up and made him watch me rape his wife.
this n-gg- cold tried to diss me and that sh-t is risky the n-gg- took a swung but he missed me.
so i popped of att-tude knocked off i spit in his m-th-f-ckin face and then bocked off.
once a hottie shot me wit a shottie i died but then i came back in another body.
the way im livin is dead wrong
ima devil from h-ll wit out the tail or the red h-rns.
killin is fun im number 1 wit a gun front and get done
cuz you can’t run from the devil’s son.

chorus

big l is strick to gun play
i run in church and pistol whip a priest every sunday
once i put out a crazy order i sent n-gg-s to kill tom his mom
and his baby daughter
i’m livin up to my extortion image i be stalkin lennox
catchin more bodies than abortion clinics.
the tried to take l out shot me in the chest wit a tech
i just laughed and spit the sh-ll out
next i took his gun then he dropped to his knees i made him plead not to squeeze but i aint the type to fuss i just like to bust
click clack another n-gg- bites the dust.
shorts im takin none misbehave and get sent to the grave by the devil’s son.

- big l lyrics

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