[Busta Rhymes]
Yo me and my ^!$$%s and my clique be getting mad cream
Balling the club, now I'm drunk having a bad dream

This motha$#&@er tried to greet me with wealth
I never knew that I would see that day that I would meet the devil himself
This ^!$$% was eagerly waiting to prove it

Astonishingly, already dancing to his own burial music
Well anyway, he plottin' to do it to me
In a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping %#@! to me

While he spoke a couple of fires would spark
While he sat in the shadow talking his %#@! we watch the sky getting dark (he said)


[Devil]
(?) Where it hurts
I'll leave you in a (?) straight up leaking in the back of a church

Let a ghosting crib and haunt you like a ghost in your home
Leaving you old and crippet like them ruins in Rome
Watch your body shrivel up and turn your $$#es to smoke

$#&@ your flesh don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya foes
I be that ^!$$% that'll torture your spouse
And leave a thousand body bags like truth.com in front of your house


[Busta]
Got me bugging on a whole notha level

Tell me how the $#&@ a ^!$$% really end up having beef with the devil
%#@! bomb the whole effect the ^!$$% had on my dreaming
Body reacting mentally, going to war with the demon

Semi-chaotic like the typical storm
So embellished in the dream a ^!$$% felt it in the physical form
The dream got my nose runny and %#@!

Eyes watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and %#@!
Giving shorty sleeping with me the creeps
She bugging off how a ^!$$% just sweating and breathing so hard in his sleep

Determined to conquer this ^!$$% so let it begin
Absolutely focused on killing the demon within
So now we fight in the name of my brethren

And every blow connect during the fight you can hear the thunder roll into heaven,
Ain't hell a deep breath of fresh air
The devil's presence blows a cold draft leaving a scent of death in the air

While my mind was reassembling now
Simultaneous wifey watching a ^!$$% body trembling now
Couldn't conquer me so now the devil wanted me dead

Stabbing a ^!$$% with the same bone he ripped from his head
Yo its funny how the devils'll test us
But if fully select, ^!$$%s blessed with something miraculously precious

Til I'm dead I'm always battling through
You can't believe you cut my main vein that all my blood be traveling through
Somebody gotta die, settle the score

Because it's me or this ^!$$%, I'm fighting to the death, I'm ready for WAR
[devil laughing fades]