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dj quik & kurupt – the demon’s carol lyrics

[intro]
this is for all of my enemies
the ones who’ve stolen from you, talked about me
switched at me, even pulled out their guns and shot at me
i appreciate you, because you opened up my eyes
and helped me to see…the dark

[hook]
i want your blood all over the streets
i want to see your flesh melt from your feet
i’ve got to see you dying
i’d love to see you die

i want your blood all over the streets
i want to see your flesh burn from your feet
i want to see you crying
i’ve got to see you die

[verse 1: dj quik]
to all the people that was happy i went to jail, i wish you well
(no, i wish you h-ll)
to all you people with your funky -ss opinions
i wish your car had crashed in the beginning, and k!lled you at birth
to all you busters that shot at me and missed
i wish you blasted you crooked-shooting f-ggot, coward–sses
and to that buster that just p-wned my equipment
the last n-gga that did it got shot sh-tless, now he’s free with life’s business
so i’m sending you your one way ticket to the skids
just know that when you get dumped on, i did this
my u-b wants to merc you for twenty-five hundred
that’s my underboss and he coming gunning
and if i owe you, then i’m coming to personally pay you in lead
you n-ggas is sh-tless, you don’t know the sh-t you in
i’m the one who put them guns on the streets
the same guns that put your gunnies under them sheets
i peel hundreds off like bananas, blow ’em like santa annas
the glock’ll have you walking around with one eye, like that b-tch from futurama
cuz’ this is tree-top grammar, it’s the dura of cl!ck cl!ck glamour
split your melon open with the back of a hammer
and watch how your cowardly friends scramble
cuz’ i’m a true k!ller, shank you in the liver, no filler

[verse 2: kurupt]
now, this the great depression, where living life’s the lesson
and you helped me to learn that i can’t leave my house
without my winchester, or my smith and wesson
understood, lesson learned
i’ve got a gesture to suggest ya
i hope you go to sleep and wake up in a fire and just burn
to all the people that tried to stop me from feeding my kids
i hope you shoot yourself and still live
it’s like jumping off a bridge, trying to commit suicide
hit the ground and you still live
i want to see the bullet go, from the barrel into your skull
now that’s gold
to all you f-ggots that don’t wanna see me grow
i’mma be six feet tall tomorrow
don’t you hate it? that’s what i love
to irritate you punk motherf-ckers with a slug, f-cking cuz
this is for you b-tch–ss n-ggas, eat a d-ck and suffocate
swallow cyanide, lay down and go to sleep
for eternity, eternally, forever, permanently- just do it for me
i’ll be forever grateful dead, if tomorrow they said
you woke up inside-out with your guts hanging out
now that’s what i wish, stop acting like a b-tch
it’s that dog pound cripticious, vicious hood malicious
bang bang boogie, c-ck pop, stop rock roll a neighbourhood six times
string with the s1 and end sh-t to make your life end
let it begin, just me that’s been humping my trusty mac-10
and trust me, i never leave the house without them
extra .22s, 3s sp-ce who breeze
special edition ammunition, i’mma listen to this
demon’s carol

- dj quik kurupt lyrics

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