Eric Howl - DEVIL

Your mom's gonna hate this one

Pull up on ya block wit no Glock
Just a jackhammer
I don't give a fuck if you Superman
Or Batman I
Walk on the face of your gang
Like a tapdancer
One rap turn your momma
Into a lapdancer
Don't point your finger at me
Bitch I'll bite it off
So many thots on my jock
I gotta fight em off
The devil tryna steal my apple
Like its Microsoft
I toss you losers out the window
Like a boss
Roll through ya hood (Hood)
Pumpin Vanilla Ice (Ice!)
Pull a U-turn (Skrrt)
And Then I played Elvis twice
Your sister inviting me in for tea
Because I'm hella nice
On the corner another
Brainwashed boy wanna sell his life
For Gucci belts and ice
Fuck pushin xannies on the corner I'm
Selling kites, give elephants flight
My melanin bright, they yellin I'm white
Guys are spasm
Cytoplasm got you stuck in a cell for life
Brace yourself like a orthodontist with a
Metal mouth, Eric Howl, never foul
Cause I gotta let the Devil out

I rob another bank and I'm headed south
All I gotta do let the Devil out
And my soul full of gold not a shred of doubt
Let the Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil out!
I make you jump up and shout
I make you jump up and shout
I make you jump up and shout
Let the Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil out!

My heart rotten like a apple core
They try paint me all white like a Apple store
I don't even to need to slap a whore I
Never apologize for rappin I ain't Macklemore
I am a dreamer you follow the leaders and
Swallow subpoenas like bottles of Zima
I earned all my stripes gotta shut down Adidas
I'm kickin my feet up like Hava Nagilas
If anyone sneezes I chop em to pieces
I'm sittin with Buddha
Not walking with Jesus
On water it freezes
I'm Joaquin I'm Phoenix
I telekineses your daughters n' nieces
I go nerd rap (Uh nerd)
Every verse slap (Slap!)
I need a exorcism where the nearest church at? (Where!?)
Never Eric died (Never)
Ain't it hella odd?
Michaelangelo painted himself as God (Ooo)
It's like I got 80 heads
Heard what that bigoted lady said
You goddam right I'm a culture vulture bitch
Vultures raise the dead
Elevate your bed like Alad-d-din
Huh you know I have to win
Better read your map again
Everybody's African

I rob another bank and I'm headed south
All I gotta do let the Devil out
And my soul full of gold not a shred of doubt
Let the Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil out!
I make you jump up and shout
I make you jump up and shout
I make you jump up and shout
Let the Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil, Devil out!

Written by:
Eric Venuto

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