Devils Night D12

[Verse 1: Eminem]
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music like devil-worshipping Satan music
So say your prayers, your 'Hail Mary's and Jesuses
Take two sticks, tape 'em together and make a crucifix
Try to stop it but you can't do it
A whole generation of kids blowing out their fucking brains to this
Kurt Cobain music. Students converted to 'caine users
As soon as they heard it went out and murdered and maimed to it
What's your name?

[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]
Judas
Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this
I got niggas that shoots to static. You don't understand
How I'm all up in you niggas' TVs like Carole Anne
I'm a poltergeist: lyrically, I'm supposed to strike
Try to snatch this mic, you get cracked with Molson Ice
(Swifty get your own woman!) I want his wife
I'm the type to go to gamblin' parties with trick dice
I rob casinos. Slugs, eat those
You'd think it was the devil feedin' you jalapenos
Now you out of the scene hoes shot at your clean clothes
My fo'-fo', prone to make you niggas breathe wrong

[Chorus: Eminem]
It's Devil's Night (La-la-la-la-la-la-la), it's Devil's Night (La-la-la-la-la-la-la), it's Devil Night (La)
Cause I came back to rule this time (It's Devil's Night, la-la)
Cause I came back to take what's mine (It's Devil's Night)
It's Devil's Night (La-la-la-la-la-la-la), it's Devil's Night (La-la-la-la-la-la-la), it's Devil Night (La)
Cause I came back to rule this time (It's Devil's Night, la-la)
Cause I came back to take what's mine (It's Devil's Night)