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We were actin' wild'cause I didn't have nothin' else better to do.Got a nine at my waiststay out my fuckin' face.You fuck with meright here'll be your resting place.Some ol' sucka, yo, he tried to put a move on meI shot him in the face,murder, in the first degree.Now I'm sweatin', regrettin',that's not for methey 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 soulsguts made out of steel and concrete.Bowels of the devil,listen close, 'cause I've been there beforeand 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 lookthey 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 deaththe governor, that muthafucka wants my last breath.That's right, homeboy wanted to pull a switch on meup here in this fuckin' penitentiary.Bowels of the devil,let me tell you what the sucka eats,its stomach's filled with my homeboysguts made out of steel and concrete.Bowels of the devil,listen close, 'cause I've been there beforeand 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 homeboysguts made out of steel and concrete.Bowels of the devil,listen close, 'cause I've been there beforeand 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 soulsguts made out of steel and concrete.Bowels of the devil,listen close, 'cause I've been there beforeand 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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