Evil Deeds - Jus Allah, Demoz, Des Devious

I’m in my bag like marijuana, big gun like the man on Contra

That pipe on ya like an anaconda, true vets

So if you niggas snitching you get left like a fat nigga starving,

biscuit missing

Murder mics in the booth nigga my flow tighter

I want life in the booth, I murder ghost writers (ah)

The album dropper, the show killer, my flow realer

Put a sly rock niggas but I don’t know jigga

Pick a pistol and pistol whip you

Bitch I’ll rip you in pieces and show you

The real definition of what a beast is

I can show you the definition of hate

Dissecting, redirecting your definition of fate

Got these faggot niggas hanging online like I’m phony

I’mma kill em by the end of the movie I’m not Tony

Remove units it’s useless to kill you

It’s foolish to fill you with ammo

I dismantle anybody that’s hating on Pharaohs

Heard niggas have a problem with the way that I spit

Need a crowbar to detach their lips from my dick

Herb got my wired, I write slang, cock heat back and throw fire

At lames and at dames, insane in my brain a little bit

Q is the code, right hooks to your dome making you fold

Yeah a nigga step try to play bold

Four-four slam dunk a nigga’s soul right in the hole

Ain’t like the squadron you facing

Nigga, we dub-statin

Run adjacent with wolves and serve in annihilation

Yeah, Stoupe, we can rhyme with the track

Cutting no slack, darts piercing your chest causing arrest

Cardiac fashion, twelve-deep mashing you out

Do your fam and your glass out your house

Everybody gonna get it, grandmoms, dogs down to your spouse

Watch you pay for talking sideways out your mouth

Tear your frame and drag your body parts due south

Evil deed is done, gather us, squad out

Hit the pad and laugh, burns L’s and drink stout, nigga

Hit the pad and laugh, burn L’s and drink stout

I am heartless, I am the fucking hallmark of harshness

I’m the narcissist of darkness, I am in the industry of mystery

I’m the unofficial victory, I am a Disney of misery

I am uneasy, disagreeable, I’m a vehicle of evil

I’m unequally deceitful, people want wealth

People want the nice stuff life might offer

People in hell want motherfucking ice water

I do not have control, I don’t have a soul

What you have you should hold, what I had I sold

I’m attached to the role, I am past consoled

Cast out into the cold, all I have I stole

Blunts stuffed with tons of weed, trust and believe

I have done the fucking deed, I am up to speed

It’s a lot on my mind, I am still bitter

If you could go back in time would you kill Hitler?