comin\' out the dirty bay area, northern cali, it\'s the demon throw slasher, lyrical y-dasher, the bible passer, quick to blasher, with my load of tech- rhyme sprayin\' bullets from the top of the mime cause i\'m the lyrical, miracal, spiritual teacher, nicaragua street preacher, who\'s out to reach you. group of thugs who some call the x-generation, through penetration of lyrical bullets of salvation, so bring the roughest and toughest demons be screamin\' wanna start dumpin\' and jumpin\' demons like a gang initiation. huh, who wanna mess with the craziest of em\' all demons bringin\' all and bang your head like a teatherball, ain\'t none a y\'all finned to stop me, watch me gospel hip-hop till\' the day the casket drop, wa-la. that\'s right, 1997, the demon executor up in this peace, i\'m gonna kill all y\'all demons!
chorus- throw yo\' hands way up in the air, that\'s the sound of the electric chair, that\'s the sound of demons screamin\' fo their life and i\'m the demon executor hittin\' the switch tonight.
i told you once i be the demon head choppa, the casket droppa, the glak-cocka, the mr. ready to hit em\' up like 2-paca. the demon body bag zipper-upper, the demon bucker, the one who got demons and beans on his plate for supper. i be the nuttiest one in the whole clan with mac town, switchblades and bibles held in both hands. yes, i am- deciphorus, ludious, craziest, demon killer within\' the california mile radius. chick, chick, glak-cock, ready to drop, drop demons anywhere i don\'t care pistols in the air, ready to flare. i ain\'t in to set trippin, blood crippin, instead i\'m in to mormanistic-satanic bible rippin\' lyrically flippin\' lyrics like a quarter in the air call it heads or tails, from the hood up to no good. it\'s the demon body chocka, the mike- stocka, the mr. put you in cement to throw you off a bridge droppa. i be the man never puffin\' on the booda, i\'m the texas chainsaw havin\' demon executor. hey, bone, these bustas told me you couldn\'t rap. man, let me show em\' what\'s up dawg!
like boyz 2 men, i got demons on bended knee, beg n\' plea. \'cause i kill more demons than carmen got a whole bunch of them dumb- dodell peas. i\'m the demon executor comin\' straight out of frisco with giants and niner gear head to toe, oh, you didn\'t know? i be the demon neck choker, the devil smoker, the mr. demon columbian neck tie get provoka. repepermmeniti i\'m ready to jack these demons, they ain\'t got no hope, gettin\' up out my sythoscope. so blam, blam, comin on, blam to dem 4, me comin\' up out the west like mr. 2-pac shikur. who wanna be sweatin\' it, wettin it\' cause o.r.c. comin\' out with the lyrical mafeeoso style you can\'t believe. till the day i die, i\'m throwin\' up jesus christ, demon executor fo life! that right! no, for real though, how you gonna stuff the bone? i got your back partner!
then dialogue lyrics by t-bone submitted by nick woodrum (nickshaq@aol.com)
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