[Devil]   Yeah.......   It's that 1 triple 9 for that ass   Out the west side of the 619 area      [Mr. Shadow]   I think I'm goin crazy   Lately I've been feelin the need   To submit a mothafuckin   Into pain and make him bleed   Smokin weed with all my crooks   Let me tell you how it looks   First we pray em we slay em   Then we hang em from the hooks   Readin books on black magic   It get's tradgic when I curse   May the lord of hell be with you   While you're ridin in a hearse   Tottin a toe tag inside of a human zip-lock   I be the witch doc   You wanted to be my competition   Now it's pitch dark   In you coffin as coughin   Off the doujha that I'm chokin   Lynchin mothafuckas   For the actions their provokin   Taken a fake individual   Teach em lesson they'll never forget   I'm the mister pain inflicter   From the pits I bring you death   Smith and West out one to your chest   Took your breath layed you to rest   Mr. Shadow pages are read   Of the bald head thug claimin the west   Blessed with the preyer of the sick   Triple 6 a 19   Hittin blunts and getting blitz trick      [Chorus: Devil]   It's the harvestor of sorrows   You care for no tomorrow   Eyes are being hollowed   The days are being borrowed   Follow me the Shadow   Through the valley of the lost   You play the game of life   So you have to pay the cost   [Repeat 2x]      [Mr. Shadow]   Death wish granted   Expiren these ass holes   Makin mothafuckas take cover   Hold one another   Cause they know I blast hoes   Now who knows where I'm gonna be strikin next   Hope for the best but expect the rest   To be the worst encounter   Of the hour now we're in the west   It's the Shadow over castin   Blastin any body that askin questions   Actions of a soldier fuck your thoughts   I'll rise your blood preasure   You're in the room for emergencies   Soon you'll feel the tendecies   To slice your throat avoidin facing me   You're makin me lose my temper   Don't you remember   I'm still the Woptown Crazy   San Diego county gang member   I'm in this business if you like it or not   I'm that physco mothafucka   Selling units like rocks   I plot history makin events   Like blowin up your convelense homes   And I am known for using   Dianomite and silicon   I'm on a mission and it just don't stop   So when I cock the glock you better drop   Or catch a hot one to your knot   Bitch      [Chorus]      [Mr. Shadow]   I see the darkness it my heart   When I blow mothafuckas domes apart   I make em collapse perhaps   You wanna be another tourture   For my staff so I bust a cap   And it's like that   I'm at the cemetry smokin weed   With 12 other demons   And with me it's 13   I got the gilotine   For them back stabbin sluts   Decappitation is a must   And you know in death is who we trust   So bust slugs if you can   And if it jams then your fucked   The Planet of the Evil   Leads to where we bust      [Chours]