yo me and my niggas and my clique be gettin mad cream ball in the club now i m drunk havin a bad dream this muh fucker tried to greet me with wealth i never knew that i would see that day that i would meet the devil himself this nigga was eagerly waitin to prove it astonishingly already dancin to his own burial music well anyway he plottin to do it to me in a certain kind of way and started off directly poppin shit to me while he spoke a couple of fires would spark while he sat in the shadow talkin his shit we watched the sky gettin dark he said well isn t you where it hurts i ll leave you in a rock sample straight up leakin in the back of a church then i ghost ya crib and haunt you like a ghost in your home leavin you old and decrepit like them ruins in rome watch your body shrivel up and turn your ashes to smoke fuck your flesh don t get yo blood sucked the blood of ya foes i be that nigga that ll torture your spouse and leave a thousand body bags like truth com in front of your house got me buggin on a whole nother level tell me how the fuck a nigga really end up havin beef with the devil shit bugged the whole effect the nigga had on my dreamin body reactin mentally goin to war with the demon semi chaotic like a typical storm so embellished in the dream a nigga felt it in the physical form the dream got my nose runny and shit eyes watery shorty watchin my body twitch funny and shit givin shorty sleepin with me the creeps she buggin off how a nigga just sweatin and breathin so hard in his sleep determined to conquer this nigga so let it begin absolutely focused on killin the demon within so now we fight in the name of my brethren and every blow connect durin the fight you can hear the thunder roll into heaven inhale a deep breath of fresh air the devil s presence blows a cold draft leavin a scent of death in the air while my mind was reassemblin now simultaneous wifey watchin a nigga body tremblin now couldn t conquer me so now the devil wanted me dead stabbed a nigga with the same bone he ripped from his head yo it s funny how the devils ll test us but it s only select niggas blessed with somethin so miraculous and precious til i m dead i m always battlin through you disbelieve then cut my main vein that all my blood be travelin through somebody got to die settle the score because it s me or this nigga i m fighting to the death i m ready for war 