[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 and tape 'em together to 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 main to it. What's your name.... [Swift]. Judas. Got my nine with six sharp shooters. Now let's do this. I got niggas that's used to static. You don't understand how I'm all up in you niggas TV's like Carolan. I'm a poltergeist. Lyrically I'm supposed to strike. Trying to snatch this mic. You get cracked with moisonite(??). (Swifty get your own woman). I want his wife!. I'm the type to go to gambling parties with trick dice. I rob casinoes. Slugs eat those. You think it was the Devil feeding your jalapeños?. Now you out of the scene hoe. Shot at your clean clothes. A four-four. Prone to make you niggas breathe wrong. [Chorus: Eminem]. It's Devil's Night. It's Devil's Night. It's Devil's Night. Cuz I came back to rule this time. It's Devil's Night. Cuz I came back to take what's mine. It's Devil's Night. It's Devil's Night. It's Devil's Night. Cuz I came back to rule this time. It's Devil's Night. Cuz I came back to take what's mine. It's Devil's Night. [Kon Artis]. I'm on the john. Trying to shit and get no response. Constipated bitch tell these pigs to back off. The mind of a rapist. Denaun never changes. Beat up strangers without a reason. I'm a anus. Walk the street. Then beat a jack with a glove to match it. Drop the hatchet I put my head on opposite and step backwards. Walking zombie that's ornery. Pulling on robberies on politicians without a sense of comradery. [Kuniva]. I can concoct the nine flat. Plus I run with the best. Hop on the motorcycle busting wheelies over ya chest. Bystanders standing by thinking nowhere to mess. Blast you every hicky that them bitches put on your neck. What the fuck do you expect when the slugs get dealt?. And make you feel every ounce of pain that Bugz had felt. A deranged teen. Smoking ganja and greens. This carbean'll make your fucking head shake like tambourines. I pledge alleigance to the streets of the D. And if you think you out cold catch a piece of this heat. And when it blast it'll take off every piece of your *niece*. From her berets to her cheeks to her cute little feet. Chorus. [Bizarre]. STOP TAKING DRUGS. I'm trying. My little boy's dying. He's losing too much iron. And if I die it won't be because I got shot. It'd be because I tied my arm in a sock and smoked rock. Taking drugs is cool. That's why I buy 'em. Shoot 'em in my ass. Let your little brother try 'em. Ten years is what I'm facing. Police breaking in my house. Lil' Bow Wow in the basement. A rapist that'll bust in your mouth. I'll probably be in jail 'fore this fucking album comes out. I'm eighteen years old still shit in the bed. Beating till I'm red. Fear nothing but water and bread. Me and Ken. Fucking dirty Jen. So what if it burns. Bitch when I stick it in. No medication. I'm out of percasets. I lost my weed. Plus my fucking diaper's wet. Chorus.