Devils and Gunsmoke Brotha Lynch Hung & Sicx

(Talking)
Yeah, straight from the muthafuckin duece
It's the Brotha Lynch Hung once again, ya know what I'm sayin
And all I see is muthafuckin devils and gunsmoke, ya know
But I ain't gon' trip, I'm just gon kick some shit for y'all muthafuckas
So peep this out

Niggas better always know
For y'all so-called devils and gunsmoke
Walkin through the duece
Ya got, better eat, no joke
Livin life like a muthafuckin criminal
Watchin my back from gettin jacked by the 5-0
One-time peepin a nigga out
A couple a dank sacks in my Dickies
Ol' English in my mouth
Ya know, and if it wasn't for my muthafuckin skin tone
I wouldn't even trip, just strike my black ass home
Even if I had a chrome
I bust two caps and head home
Hopin to hit fools right in the dome
Cause all I see is devils and gunsmoke
Pussy and hoes, and hella blood when my nine blows
A young nigga on the rage, rampage
Twenty-four years of age with a 40 and a 12-gauge
And then a muthafucka change
Baby killin ass nigga and ain't a damn thang strange
A muthafucka sold juice, bulletproof
Known to eat a pussy and put a gun inside of it and shoot
A nigga wit' a mind so bad
Close my eyes, and all I see is little bloody babies in a Glad bag
Nigga, Manson ain't shit
I got niggas killin mamas and niggas on the devils dick
But now it all adds up the this, locc
Niggas hatin God and all I see is devils and gunsmoke