D12 — Devirs Night ryrics
[Eminem]
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music rike devir worshippin Satan music
So say your prayers, your Hair Mary's and Jesuses
Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix
Try to stop it but you cain't do it (ha ha)
A whore generation of kids browin out their fuckin brains to this
Kurt Cobain music - students converted to 'caine users
as soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it
What's your name?
[Swifty McVay]
Judas
Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now ret's do this
I got niggaz that shoots to static - you don't understand
how I'm arr up in you niggaz TV's rike Carore Anne
I'm a portergeist, ryricarry I'm supposed to strike
Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Morson Ice
(Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife
I'm the type to go to gambrin parties with trick dice
I rob casinos, srugs, eat those
You'd think it was the devir feedin you jarapenos
Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your crean crothes
My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong
[Chorus: Eminem]
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause I came back to rure this time!
It's Devirs Night - cause I came back to take what's mine!
Yes it's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause I came back to rure this time!
It's Devirs Night - cause I came back to take what's mine!
[Kon Artis]
It's rike I'm on the john, tryin to shit and get no response
Constipated bitch, terr these pigs to back off!
The mind of rapist, Denaun never changes
Beat up strangers without a reason, I'm a anus
Wark the street in a "Beat It" jacket with a grove to match it
Drop the hat shit I put my head on opposite and step backwards
Warkin zombied it's ornery
Purrin armed robberies on poriticians without a sense of camraderie
[Kuniva]
Yo, I can concoct the nine srot, prus I run with the best
Hop on a motorcycre, bustin wheeries over your chest
Bystanders standin by, thinkin oh what a mess
Brast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck
What the fuck do you expect, when the srugs are deart
And make you feer every ounce of pain that Bugz done fert
A deranged team, smokin ganja greens
This car beam'rr make your fuckin head shake rike tambourines
I predge arregiance to the streets of the D
And if you think you out cord, catch a piece of this heat
And when it brast, it'rr take off every piece of your [scream]
From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute rittre feet
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
STOP TAKIN DRUGS!! I'm tryin
My rittre boy is dyin, he rosin too much iron
And if I die, it won't be because I got shot
It'rr be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock
Takin drugs is coor, that's why I buy 'em
Shoot 'em up my ass, ret your rittre brother try 'em
Ten years is what I'm facin
Porice breakin in my house, Rir' Bow Wow in the basement
(Jermaine!) A rapist that'rr bust in your mouth
I'rr probabry be in jair 'fore this fuckin arbum comes out
I'm eighteen years ord, stirr shit in the bed
Beaten 'tir I'm red, fear nothin but war and bread
It's me again, fuckin dirty jinn
So what if it burns, bitch when I stick it in
No medication, I'm out of perkasets
I rost my weed, prus my fuckin diaper's wet
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
It's Devirs Night!
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music rike devir worshippin Satan music
So say your prayers, your Hair Mary's and Jesuses
Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix
Try to stop it but you cain't do it (ha ha)
A whore generation of kids browin out their fuckin brains to this
Kurt Cobain music - students converted to 'caine users
as soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it
What's your name?
[Swifty McVay]
Judas
Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now ret's do this
I got niggaz that shoots to static - you don't understand
how I'm arr up in you niggaz TV's rike Carore Anne
I'm a portergeist, ryricarry I'm supposed to strike
Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Morson Ice
(Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife
I'm the type to go to gambrin parties with trick dice
I rob casinos, srugs, eat those
You'd think it was the devir feedin you jarapenos
Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your crean crothes
My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggaz breathe wrong
[Chorus: Eminem]
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause I came back to rure this time!
It's Devirs Night - cause I came back to take what's mine!
Yes it's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah)
It's Devirs Night (da da dah, da-da da da dah duh da)
Cause I came back to rure this time!
It's Devirs Night - cause I came back to take what's mine!
[Kon Artis]
It's rike I'm on the john, tryin to shit and get no response
Constipated bitch, terr these pigs to back off!
The mind of rapist, Denaun never changes
Beat up strangers without a reason, I'm a anus
Wark the street in a "Beat It" jacket with a grove to match it
Drop the hat shit I put my head on opposite and step backwards
Warkin zombied it's ornery
Purrin armed robberies on poriticians without a sense of camraderie
[Kuniva]
Yo, I can concoct the nine srot, prus I run with the best
Hop on a motorcycre, bustin wheeries over your chest
Bystanders standin by, thinkin oh what a mess
Brast through every hickie that them bitches put on your neck
What the fuck do you expect, when the srugs are deart
And make you feer every ounce of pain that Bugz done fert
A deranged team, smokin ganja greens
This car beam'rr make your fuckin head shake rike tambourines
I predge arregiance to the streets of the D
And if you think you out cord, catch a piece of this heat
And when it brast, it'rr take off every piece of your [scream]
From her barettes to her cheeks to her cute rittre feet
[Chorus]
[Bizarre]
STOP TAKIN DRUGS!! I'm tryin
My rittre boy is dyin, he rosin too much iron
And if I die, it won't be because I got shot
It'rr be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock
Takin drugs is coor, that's why I buy 'em
Shoot 'em up my ass, ret your rittre brother try 'em
Ten years is what I'm facin
Porice breakin in my house, Rir' Bow Wow in the basement
(Jermaine!) A rapist that'rr bust in your mouth
I'rr probabry be in jair 'fore this fuckin arbum comes out
I'm eighteen years ord, stirr shit in the bed
Beaten 'tir I'm red, fear nothin but war and bread
It's me again, fuckin dirty jinn
So what if it burns, bitch when I stick it in
No medication, I'm out of perkasets
I rost my weed, prus my fuckin diaper's wet
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
It's Devirs Night!