[Intro]
I summoned the prince of darkness
By the power of the pact we seal one sweet and faithful night
He is our most frightening symbol of evil; The tempter, the soul snatcher who goes by many names. (Satan Lucifer Helial Leviathan). Tonight is a full moon and Friday the 13th. An auspicious night for satanist who are into dark magic and the ancient practice of calling the devil to work
I'm meeting with a man who calls himself a high priest of the first church of Satan. Thanks to the internet he is a shadowing mentor for the thousands of kids he communicates with online

[Verse 1]
See I worship devil shit to keep the demons in my head
Close my eyes and now I'm sweatin', tossin', turnin' in my bed
Making homicides, demons fly as I increase my high
Satan now appears but just in shadow and it's time to ride
Slowly rub my eyes to clear my head cuz I'm not seein straight
Lucifer repeats "It's time to go" but still I hesitate
Rubbin' and washin' my hands right on my jeans
Cause theres' a bloody mess
Figurin' out what did I do
To get these cuts all on my hands and chest
Feelin' so satanic in a panic and I'm full of rage
Now I'm placed in prison, locked away up at an early age
So I grab and cock my Glock and get my ass up on the creep
N***as talkin' shit about my clique are buried six feet deep
Walk into the living room and call my roomates to the den
Then I start to buck and leave them buckas
Shoot up all my friends
Now I'm lurkin cautiously, I hope that jesus calls and says
"For eternally the Evil Pimp will be the devils slave"
[Hook x4]
See I worship Devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with dis
See I worship Devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch

[Verse 2]
Crescent moon up in the night and now the Evil Pimp appears
Families in a panic cuz their family members disappear
Horror bloody scene from the king of this evil shit
Brain gon' splat on walls, homicide I brutally commit
Put you in a bag with toe tags and then I start to drag
So don't fuck with me especially when hold the 40 mag
Just like I'm Kris Kringle
Sleigh bells jingle from this plastic nine
Went to park and stacked you like a pringle
So dont fuck with mine
And the gun I hold tight in my hand increases murder rate
Pop them twice and watch the blood bitch
As i sold them from their fate
Make my way to church so I can go and quickly clear my soul
Devil's got a hold, won't let me go and I can pray no more
And ho I should mention, ain't no fiction
Wake you from your sleep
My deadly intention for demention leave you six feet deep
Got a couple tattoes now you actin' like a killa
I'ma leave you tatted up floatin' upside down in river
[Hook x6]
See I worship Devil shit, you bustas best not fuck with dis
See I worship Devil shit, I'll put you bitches in a ditch