Show - Devil's Son lyrics

[Intro: Big L] Ayo, Showbiz, man, I had this bugged out dream last night that I was the Devil's son, B… I was doing some ill sh** [Refrain: Nas samples] When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus When I was 12, I went to hell for snuffing Jesus I'm waving automatic guns at nuns X2 [Verse 1] L's a rebel on a higher level, go get the shovel Cause I'm the only son of the motherf**ing devil It's a fact I'm living foul, black n***as should have known I was sick from the sh** I did a while back Cause being bad I couldn't stop. When I was in pre-school, I beat a kid to d**h with a wooden block f*ggot n***as I was back slappin' I realized that every time I got mad something bad happened A n***a hit me with a can of beer, then he ran in fear Later they found him hanging from a chandelier Enemies I be buckin' quick My mom's know who I am Because she know who she was f**in' with On my skull the 666, no tricks When I catch fits, my mom picks up the crucifix And I k** chumps for the cheapest price I'm rolling with Satan, not Jesus Christ Enemies, I got several done Big L straight from hell, the motherf**ing devil's son [Refrain] [Verse 2] It's Big L and I'm all about taking funds I'm a stone villain, known for k**in' and raping nuns Ayo, I even k** handicapped and crippled b**hes Look at my scalp real close and you'll see triple sixes There's no doubt I'm all about a dollar I just signed a lifetime contract with the funeral parlor This kid that owed me dough, I didn't take his life Instead I tied him up and made him watch me rape his wife One n***a cold tried to diss me and that sh** is risky The n***a took a swung, but he missed me So I popped off, now the chump's knocked off I spit in his mothaf**ing face and then bopped off Once a hottie shot me with a shotty I died, but then I came back to life in another body The way I'm living is dead wrong I'm a devil from Hell without the tail or the red horns k**ing is fun, I'm number one with a gun Front and get done cause you can't run from the devil's son [Refrain] [Verse 3] The Big L is strictly gun-play I run through church and pistol-whip the priest every Sunday Once I put out the crazy order I sent n***as to k** Tom, his mom, and his baby daughter I'm living up to my extortion image, I be stalkin' Lennox Catching more bodies than abortion clinics A kid tried to take L out. Shot me in the chest with a TEC, I just laughed and spit the shell out Next I took his gun then he dropped to his knees with ease I made him freeze, he begged me please not to squeeze But I ain't the type to fuss, I just snipe and bust Gun-clap *bang* – another n***a bites the dust Shorts, I'm taking none Misbehave and get sent to the grave by the devil's son [Outro] Word, Big L the motherf**ing devil's son is definitely in effect Giving a shout-out to all the murderers, thieves, armed robbers, serial k**ers, psychos, lunatics, crackheads, mental patients, mental retards And a special shout-out to all the n***as with AIDS, peace! [Refrain]