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Bowels Of The Devil

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[Featuring Ice-T]
Out one night, yo, just chillin` out with my crew
We were actin` wild
`cause I didn`t have nothin` else better to do.
Got a nine at my waist
stay out my fuckin` face.
You fuck with me
right here`ll be your resting place.
Some ol` sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on me
I shot him in the face,
murder, in the first degree.
Now I`m sweatin`, regrettin`,
that`s not for me
they got me locked in the fuckin` penitentiary.
Bowels of the devil,
let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,
its stomach`s filled with lost souls
guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
listen close, `cause I`ve been there before
and you don`t wanna die there,
they call it goin` out the back door,
the back door, the back door, the back door.
Walked in the club all the ho`s gave me the sex look
they like a nigga like me `cause I`m a known crook,
and my posse`s down, we don`t mess around,
you fuck with us,
you`ll be six feet underground.
That night they got me locked in a row called death
the governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath.
That`s right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on me
up here in this fuckin` penitentiary.
Bowels of the devil,
let me tell you what the sucka eats,
its stomach`s filled with my homeboys
guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
listen close, `cause I`ve been there before
and you don`t wanna die there,
they call it goin` out the back door,
the back door, the back door, the back door. Yeah!
Bowels of the devil,
let me tell you what the muthafucka eats,
its stomach`s filled with my homeboys
guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
listen close, `cause I`ve been there before
and you don`t wanna die there,
they call it goin` out the back door,
the bowels of the devil,
let me tell you what that sucka eats,
its stomach`s filled with lost souls
guts made out of steel and concrete.
Bowels of the devil,
listen close, `cause I`ve been there before
and you don`t wanna die there,
they call it goin` out the back door,
the back door, the back door, the back door.

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