INTRO (DEMON TIME)
“INTRO”
Yeaa...
Okay...
Yeah...
C.E.D...Huh??
..Lets go!!
G-NUT on my resie’..NWGA baby//
Streets say I’m throw’d—all my hoes-say I’m crazy//
If my rackage come up short..you become da opposition//
Get ta terrorizin’ shit...til I’m back in my position//4
I’m dat mf’n Nigga round hea...//
You can get ya nose wiped-clean ‘round hea..//
Drop dat dick-on yo bihh, now she a fiend ‘round hea..//
Rondo...pass her to da team round hea..//8
I’m ODogg-Real life menace...TK-do da race-til it’s finish//
Get str8 to da point-like da end of a sentence..go-out-like beans, when he got dat sentence//
He-ro to my hood, but I mob like a villian...slide wit a stick like-hockey//
Dis wave-dis drip-dey copy-billy gun badass, I’m a hit’em wit dat Rocky//4
Ride with da cannon, Mike Vick..Nick Chubb-won’t fumble da lick//
Reggie Miller-when I come off da pick-for da shot..Ray Lewis-errtime-I blitz that spot//
Hit da interstate, like da Fast 6...wipe a nigga nose, like Saw 6//
G Payton you won’t cross shit..I can send dem steppers-dey on dat bullshit//8
Ha..
Boy this shit fuckin easy bihh..
I’m on Demon Time Hoe!!
C.E.D....We da gang!!
Ha...Fuck Dey thought??
Dream team, I need my medal..til den still ride wit da metal//
Mashed da gas, got our foot on da pedal..cross dat lane-at ya neck-no sweater//
Bout ta dunk on da game-Dominique...drop a 4-spud Webb my soda//
Go hard like cooked up cola..everything cold, everything on polar//4
Same nigga dats poppin, got behind dem walls and obeyed//-
Bihh i got da recipe-hit da block-make bumbeys//
...clutchin on a mf’n rocket...I’ll-turn a niggas dreams-to a pocket//
..Can’t pipe me down-can’t stop shit..
Can’t pipe me down-fuck nigga can’t stop shit//8
..I’m da last nigga dey want in da mix..
I’m dat Lil nigga dat God couldn’t fix//
I’m da 1 taking off first on da blitz-
If I up my blick-I’m not gonna miss//
Ma’-better tell’em-I rock out wherever...
You know da gang bihh-we crash out together//
Got smoke Lil bihh-fall in line...I’m on demon time//